Childhood (Henry Kirke White Poems)
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
For me her life to consecrate,My Lady LightWithin her shadowy convent gateIs lost to sight.I may not greet her; but ...
O, Voice of time! O, metal's clang!Your dreadful call distresses me,Your groan doth beckon, beckon meIt beckons, brings me closer ...
Cats walk the floor at midnight; that enemy of fog,The moon, wraps the bedpost in receding stillness; sleepCollects all weary ...
Down here in Cactus Center we believe in savin' time;Unlike the waste of powder, wastin' daylight is a crime;So we ...
The saris go by me from the embassies. Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet. They look back at ...
I lean into you, we bury down in the dunes the breeze holds like a whisper you stroke my brown ...
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