The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto I (Richard Savage Poems)
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
Aetatis suae fifty-two,A rich Divine began to wooA handsome young imperious girl,Nearly related to an Earl.Her parents and her friends ...
(To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,Gravely in warm plaster turning; the ...
The artist and the loom unseen, In textures soft as _crepe de chine_ Spring weaves her royal robe of green, With grasses fringed ...
Well! with what art we labour to deceiveOur hearts, and nurse vain phantasies of Hope,And swelling thoughts, that have no ...
A quick phone call, a recognition of his voice instantly I saw his face, the look of his countenance his ...
Smooth glass, clear, or in the prism's spectrum Cool of polished marble in Washington's monuments smooth of a baby's skin, ...
Why is the color blue, blue why is red, red you get the idea, the idea of color but why ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
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