Fragment III (Philip Henry Savage Poems)
THE wild-eyed, savage gull, with bow'd wing, tipsThe white, flat surface of the misty sea;Or, stooping in the wind-trod, hollow ...
THE wild-eyed, savage gull, with bow'd wing, tipsThe white, flat surface of the misty sea;Or, stooping in the wind-trod, hollow ...
On the way to the village storeI drive through a down-draftfrom the neighbor's chimney.Woodsmoke tumbles from the eavesbacklit by sun, ...
Ye wild-eyed Muses, sing the Twins of Jove,Whom the fair-ankled Leda, mixed in loveWith mighty Saturn's Heaven-obscuring Child,On Taygetus, that ...
The twenty-fifth had come; Peru awoke;One cry for freedom from her green hills broke,From her wide plains and valleys; and ...
Subtly conscious, all awake,Let us clear our eyes, and breakThrough the cloudy chrysalis,See the wonder as it is.Down a narrow ...
Sun on the mountain,Shade in the valley,Ripple and lightnessLeaping along the world,Sun, like a gold swordPlucked from the scabbard,Striking the ...
Not yet the thirtieth year, the thirtiethStation where time reverses his light heelsTo rim both ways, and makes of forward ...
"O, the red tongues! The leavings of the fire! Red sunshine in October's smoky airWith all dry grasses rustling in ...
(Written on the Queensland Beach)Poisonous, bloated, crab-like shapesCrawl in gangs around these capes-Stopping here and feeding there;Listening, crawling everywhere;Searching every ...
TRUST and Treachery, Wisdom, Folly,Madness, Mirth and Melancholy,Love and Hatred, Thrift and Pillage,All are housed in one small village.And if ...
SOMETIMES my words wing with ease Much the same as the singing trees, Words and phrases formed complete, Empty, passionless ...
The traveller tells how, in that ancient climeWhose mystic monuments and ruins hoarStill struggle with the antiquary's lore,To guard the ...
Power that is not of God, however great,Is but the downward rushing and the glareOf a swift meteor that hath ...
I walk in a garden of roses, 'Twixt lawn and shaven lawn, And I ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
Of all the rides since the birth of time, Told in story or sung in rhyme, - On Apuleius' Golden ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung ...
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
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