Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
Who stands on that cliff, like a figure of stone,Unmoving and tall in the light of the sky,Where the spray ...
It is a summer evening, calm and fair,A warm, yet freshening glow is in the air;Along its bank, the cool ...
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
A shallow stream, from fountainsDeep in the Sandwich mountains, Ran lake ward Bearcamp River;And, between its flood-torn shores,Sped by sail or ...
I. Now Lucifer ignites her taper bright To greet the wild-flowered Dawn, Who leads the tasseled Summer draped with light Down heaven's gilded lawn. Hark ...
Under the orchard boughs, That drop red leaves like coals into the grass. The golden arrows of the sunset fall; And on the ...
The moth and beetle wing aboutThe garden ways of other days;Above the hills, a fiery shoutOf gold, the day dies ...
Nor look nor tone revealeth aughtSave woman's quietness of thought;And yet around her is a lightOf inward majesty and might. ...
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