The Lost Note (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
IN winter-time one steadfast hope I had:When rains should cease to fall,And earth re-summon allHer blossom-guests, I should again be ...
IN winter-time one steadfast hope I had:When rains should cease to fall,And earth re-summon allHer blossom-guests, I should again be ...
"Home," he said, and westward turning,Looked upon the setting sun."Heed the child," a sentry muttered,"Safety on the rampart none.""Naught I ...
In winter time one steadfast hope I had:When rains should cease to fall,And earth resummoned allHer blossom-quests, I should again ...
They say I have a constant heart, who know Not anything of how it turns and yields First here, first there; nor ...
Ah, earthly life burns in a myriad splendoursNot even death's dark hazard can destroy.I yield, a willing prisoner, to joy;I ...
At dawnThe cold steel blade of timeFalls once again across my browAnd as its golden compromiseSurrenders to my will(Your heart ...
FROM the squat tavern laughing to the eastHe turned; within the murmuring babbleceas'd;And red wine split on scattered roses thereExhaled ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
IAll valor died not on the plains of Troy.Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joyTo sing of deeds as ...
By the Nile, the sacred river,I can see the captive hordes,Strain beneath the lash and quiverAt the long papyrus cords,While ...
By life tormented, and by cunning hope,When my soul surrenders in its battle with them,Day and night I press my ...
When holy Patrick full of graceSuffered on Cruach, that blest place,In grief and gloom enduring thenFor Eire's women, Eire's men,God ...
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music ...
IN His blest name, who was His own creation, Who from all time makes making his vocation; The name of ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
THE WALK TO THE PARADISE GARDENS 1 Bonfire Night beckoned us to the bridge By Saint Hilda's where we started ...
When first I left Blighty they gave me a bay'nit And told me it 'ad to be smothered wiv gore; ...
When I lie where shades of darkness Shall no more assail mine eyes, Nor the rain make lamentation When the ...
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