The Chimaera (Arthur Symons Poems)
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
Fumant dans le cristal, que Bacchus ? longs flots Partout aille ? la ronde ?veiller les bons mots. Reine de ...
It is truly as lucid as lucid can be; It is plain as the nose on your faceThough the tactics ...
As the lone, frighted user of a night-roadSuddenly turns round, nothing to detect,Yet on his fear's sense keepeth still the ...
The overfaithful sword returns the user His heart's desire at price of his heart's blood. The clamour of the arrogant ...
Maybe if it was called "Life for Dummies" people would understand the worth of the word The user's manual created ...
Words today are how'd you say, in sad retreat, or obsolete? They slide around conducting sound, deferent to moving ground ...
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye That thou consumest thyself in single life? Ah! if thou issueless ...
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye, That thou consum'st thy self in single life? Ah, if thou ...
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