Festus – VI (Philip James Bailey Poems)
Our nextAdventure seems to promise fair, for be thereOne scene, in life whence evil may be ruledAbsent, 'tis sure pure ...
Poems about tenebrous (13 Poems)
The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
Convict Once – Part Second. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
Evangeline: Part The Second. II. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
An Anthem Of Earth (Francis Thompson Poems)
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight fell,He heard in his blood the ...
Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
A Judgment In Heaven (Francis Thompson Poems)
Athwart the sod which is treading for God * the poet paced with hissplendid eyes;Paradise-verdure he stately passes * to ...
A Sunset (Francis Thompson Poems)
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'.I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens,Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden ...
From ‘Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris’ (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,Who, in his prime, ...
A Sunset (Victor Hugo Poem)
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
Day That I Have Loved (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, And smooth your quiet brow, and fold your thin dead ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...