A Treatise On Poetry: IV Natura (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughedAt sight of her ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
John Gilbert was a bushrangerOf terrible renownFor sticking lots of people upAnd shooting others down.John Gilbert said unto his pals,'Although ...
I looked, she drooped, and neither spake, and cold,We stood, how unlike all forecasted thoughtOf that desir-ed minute! Then I ...
To AYOUNG LADY IN AFFLICTION,WHO THOUGHT SHE SHOULD NEVER MORE BE HAPPY; WRITTEN ON THE SEA-SHORE. Yes, thou shalt smile ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
After the flood, to find dry land he sent a dove, out into the world out of the darkness, into ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
After the burial we returned to our units and assumed our poses. Our posture was the new posture and not ...
After the burial we returned to our units and assumed our poses. Our posture was the new posture and not ...
Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided, Scarce seen in the twilight garden if gloom insist, Seems ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
I saw the Greatest Man on Earth, Aye, saw him with my proper eyes. A loin-cloth spanned his proper girth, ...
He's yonder, on the terrace of the Cafe de la Paix, The little wizened Spanish man, I see him every ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
The lemon sunlight poured out far between things inhabits a coolness. Mosquitoes have subsided, flies are for later heat. Every ...
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