The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers,The city of a thousand gates,Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the huddled towers,Over ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers,The city of a thousand gates,Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the huddled towers,Over ...
GENOA, 1872Two sunny winter days I sped alongThe Riviera's winding mountain way;Scarcely I caught the blue sea's faint far song,By ...
'Tis the midnight hour; I heardThe Abbey-bell give out the word.Seldom is the lamp-ray shedOn some dwarfed foot-farer's headIn the ...
In the Santa Clara Valley, far away and far away, Cool-breathed waters dip and dally, linger towards another day- Far ...
LEONORA, Leonora, How the word rolls--Leonora-- Lion-like, in full-mouthed sound, Marching o'er the metric ground With a tawny tread sublime-- ...
I.YOUTHI LOVE to watch the world from here, for allThe numberless living portraits that are drawnUpon the mind. Far over ...
Yes! we confess it! 'mong the sons of Fate, Earth's great ones, thou art great!As that tall peak which from ...
Here in the flats that encompass the hills called Beautiful, lying,O Beloved, behold a Pilgrim who fain would be sleeping,Did ...
On long, serene midsummer daysOf ripening fruit and yellow grain,How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,In tangled hedge or leafy lane,Fair ...
Undaunted watcher of the mountain track,Tho' surging cohorts like a sea below,Against thy cliff-walled homes their thunders throw;Proud, whilst thy ...
Higher than the handsomest hotel The lucent comb shows up for miles, but see, All round it close-ribbed streets rise ...
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley... No kitchens on the run, no striking camp... We moved quick and ...
Light up my life ignite the candles individual flames alit endless candelabra tiered and terraced adoring the courts of my ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting; Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orchards of ...
I was a good father to my people, Their houses among the terraced hills Adored God every day, grape-clusters on ...
"I'll do the old dump in a day," He told me in his brittle way. "Two more, I guess, I'll ...
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same ...
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