An Expostulation (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Against too many writers of science fiction Why did you lure us on like this, Light-year on light-year, through the ...
Against too many writers of science fiction Why did you lure us on like this, Light-year on light-year, through the ...
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er ...
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain --and back in rain. I have ...
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
past parentage or gender beyond sung vocables the slipped-between the so infinitesimal fault line a limitless interiority beyond the woven ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
And this reft house is that the which he built, Lamented Jack ! And here his malt he pil'd, Cautious ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
But you now, dear girl, whom I loved like a flower whose name I didn't know, you who so early ...
You know the bloom, unearthly white, That none has seen by morning light- The tender moon, alone, may bare Its ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
A prisoner under the stars I lie, With no friend near; To-morrow they lead me forth to die, The stake ...
It is a year dear one, since you afar Went out beyond my yearning mortal sight A wondrous year! perchance ...
All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence. Yet I believe you, messengers. There, where the world ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
In sea-cold Lyonesse, When the Sabbath eve shafts down On the roofs, walls, belfries Of the foundered town, The Nereids ...
Clouded with snow The cold winds blow, And shrill on leafless bough The robin with its burning breast Alone sings ...
Music and silver chimes and sunlit air, Freighted with the scent of honeyed orange-flower; Glad, friendly festal faces everywhere. She, ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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