To A Sister (George MacDonald Poems)
A fresh young voice that sings to meSo often many a simple thing,Should surely not unanswered beBy all that I ...
A fresh young voice that sings to meSo often many a simple thing,Should surely not unanswered beBy all that I ...
Est in arundineis modulatio musica ripisIn ocean waves there's melodyThere's harmony within the clash of elements,And a harmonious tuneful whisper ...
Some men are born to gather women's tears, To give a harbour to their timorous fears, To take them as ...
Sorrow has a harp of seven strings, And plays on it unceasing all the day. The ...
Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling, Where my dark lover lies. Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly ...
We never really slept, just buried clocks in the sanctuary of night every time I moved you moved with me, ...
How familiar, the words intoned If this is your will, oh God., so begins the prayer an unanswered question of ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
Let faxes butter-curl on dusty shelves. Let junkmail build its castles in the hush of other people's halls. Let deadlines ...
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
I was walking home down a hill near our house on a balmy afternoon under the blossoms Of the pear ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
Some men are born to gather women's tears, To give a harbour to their timorous fears, To take them as ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
(For Rossana Sironi) You should not have ripped out your image taken from us, from the world, a portion of ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Central Park: Water Fight, Flight, and Tears June 1 2001, N.Y. C., U.S.A. (1) From the five boroughs of N.Y.C., ...
If Ezra Pound were alive today (and he is) he'd be teaching at a small college in the Pacific Northwest ...
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