Seventeen (Robert Nichols Poems)
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
a slow thoughtful spontaneous poemI am 32 years oldand finally I look my age, if not more.Is it a good ...
Reptilian green the wrinkled throat,Green as a bough of yew the beard;He bent his head, and so I smote;Then for ...
Let me not see your grief!O, let not any seeThat grief,Nor how your heart still rocksLike a temple with long ...
Before the fire, that winter's night None seemed so sweet as she,With winning smile, and dark eyes bright, And playful repartee.The dancing ...
All night in slumber deep the armies lay: But, while the eastern sky with first faint beam Yet dimly reddened; ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
In the Black Country, from a little window, Before I slept, across the haggard wastes Of dust and ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
ICaptive on a foreign shore,Far from Ilion's hoary wave,Agamemnon's bridal slaveSpeaks Futurity no more:Death is busy with her grave. ...
POOR child of affliction! I heard thee repine,And my heart beat with sorrow responsive to thine;And one who has long ...
IN a fair wood like this, where the beeches are growing, Brave Robin Hood hunted in days of old; Down ...
I HAVE not yet I could have loved thee, sweet; Nor know I wherefore, thou being all thou art,The ...
Hard light bathed them-a whole nation of eyeless men, Dark bipeds not aware how they were maimed. A long Process, ...
Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving." And he answered: You give but little when you give ...
I am THE SEX GODDESS OF THE WESTERN HEMISPHERE so don't mess with me I've got a big bag full ...
It is amazing, while I lay in bed, I had the lines roaring through my head like locusts on the ...
Resurgent greens and stronger hues combined within the colours in-between will spring again, the reddish brown has nearly gone and ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
No man had ever heard a nightingale, When once a keen-eyed naturalist was stirred To study and define--what is a ...
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