The White Ships and the Red (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, My many fresh and fragrant mistresses; Lost to all music now, since ...
'Twas on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow, Demurest of the ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
God made a little Gentian -- It tried -- to be a Rose -- And failed -- and all the ...
The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low! The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On ...
An altered look about the hills -- A Tyrian light the village fills -- A wider sunrise in the morn ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
Where sails the ship?--It leads the Tyrian forth For the rich amber of the liberal north. Be kind, ye seas--winds, ...
(ROOSEVELT) He turned aside to see the carcase of the lion: and behold, there was a swarm of bees and ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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