Dublinesque (Philip Larkin Poem)
Down stucco sidestreets, Where light is pewter And afternoon mist Brings lights on in shops Above race-guides and rosaries, A ...
Down stucco sidestreets, Where light is pewter And afternoon mist Brings lights on in shops Above race-guides and rosaries, A ...
For Sára Karig "You are so wise," the reindeer said, "you can bind the winds of the world in a ...
On ear and ear two noises too old to end Trench-right, the tide that ramps against the shore; With a ...
Wild air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake; ...
A PASTORAL UPON THE BIRTH OF PRINCE CHARLES: PRESENTED TO THE KING, AND SET BY MR NIC. LANIERE THE SPEAKERS: ...
Pet was never mourned as you, Purrer of the spotless hue, Plumy tail, and wistful gaze While you humoured our ...
IF to her eyes' bright lustre I were blind, No longer would they serve my life to gild. The will ...
[Goethe says of this ode, that it is the only one remaining out of several strange hymns and dithyrambs composed ...
FOR a praiseworthy object we're now gather'd here, So, brethren, sing: ERGO BIBAMUS! Tho' talk may be hush'd, yet the ...
TO MISS GRACE KING Down in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way At ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Me thinks this heart should rest awhile So stilly round the evening falls The veiled sun sheds no parting smile ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
The splendour of the kindling day, The splendor of the setting sun, These move my soul to wend its way, ...
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
Love is enough: cherish life that abideth, Lest ye die ere ye know him, and curse and misname him; For ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
But therewith the sun rose upward and lightened all the earth, And the light flashed up to the heavens from ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Lo from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen; Toothed rocks down the side of the ...
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