Men (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
Where rural Chester spreads in hill and plain,And rippling Bronx pursues its peaceful way,Just as you turn~ within a winding ...
To Thomas HardyIOff the long headland, threshed about by round-backed breakers,There is a black rock, standing high at the full ...
Not always as you see us now, Have we been used to weep and sigh,We too have grasped the sword, I ...
I Spring found us early that eventful year, Seeming to know in her clairvoyant way The bitterness ...
KULLERWOINEN SON OF EVIL.In the ancient times a motherHatched and raised some swans and chickens,Placed the chickens in the brushwood,Placed ...
Bunny, lying in the grass,Saw the shining column pass;Saw the starry banner fly,Saw the chargers fret and fume,Saw the flapping ...
All morning high up on the eaves Above your window A dove kept cooing. Like shirtsleeves The boughs seemed frayed.It ...
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
The banked oars fell an hundred strong, And backed and threshed and ground, But bitter was the rowers' song As ...
Seven men from all the world, back to Docks again, Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain: Give ...
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
The Maple is a system of posture for wood. A way of not falling down for twigs that happens to ...
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, ...
With an old newspaper for a plate and water from the hose for dressing Four junior chefs, three to ten, ...
Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those Who sought thee in the ...
A wind is ruffling the tawny pelt Of Africa, Kikuyu, quick as flies, Batten upon the bloodstreams of the veldt. ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
the weighing is done in autumn and the sifting what is to be threshed is threshed in autumn what is ...
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
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