Dithyramb (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
Believe me, together The bright gods come ever, ...
Believe me, together The bright gods come ever, ...
The barbed-wire fences rust As their cedar uprights blacken After a night of rain. Some early, innocent lust Gets me ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
Cupid Conjured Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me, ...
Some, when in rhyme they of their loves do tell, With flames and lightnings their exordiums paint; Some call on ...
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
Zeus, Brazen-thunder-hurler, Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos, Send vengeance on these Oreads Who strew White frozen flecks of mist and cloud Over the ...
BARCAROLE ON THE STYX Fair youth with the rose at your lips, A riddle is hid in your eyes; Discard ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Dawson the Butler's dead: Although I think Poets were ne'er infusde with single drinke Ile spend a farthing muse; some ...
Believe me, together The bright gods come ever, Still as of old; Scarce see I Bacchus, the giver of joy, ...
See you the towers, that, gray and old, Frown through the sunlight's liquid gold, Steep sternly fronting steep? The Hellespont ...
Does pleasant spring return once more? Does earth her happy youth regain? Sweet suns green hills are shining o'er; Soft ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
Ghosts of all my lovely sins, Who attend too well my pillow, Gay the wanton rain begins; Hide the limp ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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