Mexican Quarter (John Gould Fletcher Poems)
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks,And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering,Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogsScratching their mangy ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks,And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering,Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogsScratching their mangy ...
White from her chrysalis of cloud, The moth-like moon swings upward through the night; And all the bee-like stars that crowd The hollow ...
Arise, O Gardener! And usher in the glory of a new spring.Create conditions for 'bulbuls' (a type of bird) toHover ...
Oh, ye who gaze with tolerant meinUpon the song I sing, as tolerantlyI smile with understanding-At thy understanding!No music would ...
I came to your town, my love,And you were away, away!I said "She is with the Queen's maidens:They tarry long ...
What has bent you,Warped and twisted you,Torn and crippled you?What has embittered you,O lonely tree?You search the rocks for a ...
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringing and in ...
One evening we sat togetherBy the river of Pearls at Fez,Stringing verses and sometimes singing.My gaze followed the beautiful boyWho, ...
The song I came to singremains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringingand in unstringing my instrument.The ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
A poor clerk I, 'Arnaut the less' they call me,And because I have small mind to sitDay long, long day ...
I had written him a letter which I had for want of betterKnowledge given to a partner by the name ...
O Lord, I cannot but believeThe birds do sing thy praises then, when they sing to one another,And they are ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
WARBLE me now, for joy of Lilac-time, Sort me, O tongue and lips, for Nature's sake, and sweet life's sake-and ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and ...
Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle ...
I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better Knowledge, sent to where I met him ...
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