Testament (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
I feel I'd like to be alonewith you, friend, if you'll stay:my time on earth is nearly gone;at least that's ...
I feel I'd like to be alonewith you, friend, if you'll stay:my time on earth is nearly gone;at least that's ...
They amputatedYour thighs off my hips.As far as I'm concernedThey are all surgeons. All of them.They dismantled usEach from the ...
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when ...
Out of the focal and foremost fire,Out of the hospital walls as dire,Smitten of grape-shot and gangrene,(Eighteenth battle, and he ...
My father's head has become a mystery to him. We finally have something in common. When he moves his head ...
A prayer in the community a new heart, if it be God's will a new hope, in his hands still ...
As in some countries far remote from hence The wretched creature destined to die, Having the judgement due to his ...
Still own thee -- still thou art What surgeons call alive -- Though slipping -- slipping I perceive To thy ...
Ah, Necromancy Sweet! Ah, Wizard erudite! Teach me the skill, That I instil the pain Surgeons assuage in vain, Nor ...
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit -- Life! (Emily ...
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar, a rose like Sharon's, lovely as her name. The world forgot ...
They amputated Your thighs off my hips. As far as I'm concerned They are all surgeons. All of them. They ...
A MARCH in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown; A route through a heavy wood, with muffled steps in ...
Silence has no zen today. Ambient freeway noise from ? mile away, the occasional Friday nighter coming home 2:00 a.m. ...
My doctor, the comedian I called you every time and made you laugh yourself when I wrote this silly rhyme... ...
I've tinkered at my bits of rhymes In weary, woeful, waiting times; In doleful hours of battle-din, Ere yet they ...
Oh darling Eric, why did you For my fond affection sue, And then with surgeons artful aid Transform yourself into ...
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
You bring me good news from the clinic, Whipping off your silk scarf, exhibiting the tight white Mummy-cloths, smiling: I'm ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it ...
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