The Great God Guff (C J Dennis Poems)
There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understandThis is just a little fable of a non-existent ...
There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understandThis is just a little fable of a non-existent ...
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
TWO craggy slopes, sheer down on either hand, Fall to a cleft, dark and confused with pines. Out of their ...
There sinks the sun; like cavalier of old, Servant of crafty Spain, He flaunts his banner, barred ...
To the Spirit of her Lover. Wilt thou follow me into the wild? Wilt thou follow me over the ...
Midway the hill of science, after steepAnd rugged paths that tire the' unpractised feet,A grove extends; in tangled mazes wrought,And ...
My lovely one, be near to me to-night. For now I need you most, since I have gone Through the ...
FArewel ye Unsubstantial Joyes, Ye Gilded Nothings, Gaudy Toyes, Too long ye have my Soul misled, Too long with Aiery ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
A simple nosegay! Was that much to ask? (Winter still nagged, with scarce a bud yet showing.) He loved her ...
In my childhood rumors ran Of a world beyond our door- Terrors to the life of man That the highroad ...
The Spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands -- And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl -- ...
The Frost was never seen -- If met, too rapid passed, Or in too unsubstantial Team -- The Flowers notice ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
When the loud day for men who sow and reap Grows still, and on the silence of the town The ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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