Shore Birds (William Stanley Merwin Poems)
While I think of them they are growing rareafter the distances they have followedall the way to the end for ...
While I think of them they are growing rareafter the distances they have followedall the way to the end for ...
Bountiful Givers,I look along the yearsAnd see the flowers you threw…AnemonesAnd sprigs of graySparse heather of the rocks,Or a wild ...
HIGH above hate I dwell:O storms! farewell.Though at my sill your daggered thunders play,Lawless and loud to-morrow as to-day,To me ...
O God almighty, O Lord of creation,Of splendid suns and of humble hearts,To Belarus, peaceful and patient,The radiance of Thy ...
With fierce noons beaming, moons of glory gleaming, Full conduits streaming, where fair bathers lie, With sunsets ...
(A Memory of August, 1883)I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flowOf the dreadful river that ...
Veil-like and beautifulGathered the dutiful Mist in the night,True to the messaging,Dreamful and presaging Vapour and light.Ghostly and ...
A boy's young fancy taketh loveMost simply, with the rind thereof;A boy's young fancy tasteth moreThe rind, than the deific ...
In those days the oatfields' fenced-in vats of running platinum, the yellower alloy of wheat and barley, whose end, however ...
Flie vale-bred Muse to heauen-high Mont-ague Honoring thy playnesse with so quaint aspire It is a baggard Hawke ...
Twilight is spacious, near things in it seem far, And distant things seem near. Now in the green west hangs ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
One by one they appear in the darkness: a few friends, and a few with historical names. How late they ...
I cautious, scanned my little life -- I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads like mine ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
I walked to-day, but not alone, Adown a windy, sea-girt lea, For memory, spendthrift of her charm, Peopled the silent ...
Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for ...
Athwart the harbor lingers yet The ashen gleam of breaking day, And where the guardian cliffs are set The noiseless ...
Ho, a day Whereon we may up and away, With a fetterless wind that is out on the downs, And ...
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