The Sword Dham (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
"How shall we honor the man who creates?"Asked the Bedouin chief, the poet Antar;-"Who unto the truth flings open our ...
"How shall we honor the man who creates?"Asked the Bedouin chief, the poet Antar;-"Who unto the truth flings open our ...
1 The woods are haggard and lonely,2 The skies are hooded for snow,3 The moon is cold in Heaven,4 And ...
Eating, drinking, smoking, laughter,Reverly and wild to-do -They shake the inn from floor to rafterWith huzzahing and halloo.There Twardowski heads ...
Love Ballad of Kurdistan.Paradise, my darling, know that paradise,The Prophet-given paradise after death,Is far and very mysterious and most high;My ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
A storm-beaten old watch-tower, A blind hermit rings the hour. All-destroying sword-blade still Carried by the wandering fool. Gold-sewn silk ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
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