Juvenilia, An OdeTo Natural Beauty (Alan Seeger Poems)
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
Alan Seeger Poems on Man (33 Poems)
Paris (Alan Seeger Poems)
First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the ...
Translations (Alan Seeger Poems)
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee Hath reached no ...
The Sultan’s Palace (Alan Seeger Poems)
My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face,As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright;As in their ...
A Message To America (Alan Seeger Poems)
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
The Torture Of Cuauhtemoc (Alan Seeger Poems)
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
Do You Remember Once . . . (Alan Seeger Poems)
Do you remember once, in Paris of glad faces, The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays And, ...
Champagne, 1914-15 (Alan Seeger Poems)
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet ...
Introduction (Alan Seeger Poems)
I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death And stood beside the cavern through whose doors Enter the voyagers ...
Maktoob (Alan Seeger Poems)
A shell surprised our post one day And killed a comrade at my side. My heart was sick ...
La Nue (Alan Seeger Poems)
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
The Aisne (Alan Seeger Poems)
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
Tithonus (Alan Seeger Poems)
So when the verdure of his life was shed, With all the grace of ripened manlihead, And on his locks, ...
The Hosts (Alan Seeger Poems)
Purged, with the life they left, of allThat makes life paltry and mean and small,In their new dedication chargedWith something ...
Sonnet XII (Alan Seeger Poems)
Like as a dryad, from her native bole Coming at dusk, when the dim stars emerge, To a slow river ...
Sonnet 08 (Alan Seeger Poems)
Oh, love of woman, you are known to be A passion sent to plague the hearts of men; For every ...
Lyonesse (Alan Seeger Poems)
In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say: Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess, And fertile lowlands lengthening far away, ...
A Message to America (Alan Seeger Poems)
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
Champagne, 1914-15 (Alan Seeger Poems)
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet ...
Juvenilia, An Ode to Natural Beauty (Alan Seeger Poems)
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
La Nue (Alan Seeger Poems)
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
Lyonesse (Alan Seeger Poems)
In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say: Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess, And fertile lowlands lengthening far away, ...
Maktoob (Alan Seeger Poems)
A shell surprised our post one day And killed a comrade at my side. My heart was sick to see ...
Paris (Alan Seeger Poems)
First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the ...
Sonnet 08 (Alan Seeger Poems)
Oh, love of woman, you are known to be A passion sent to plague the hearts of men; For every ...
Sonnet XII (Alan Seeger Poems)
Like as a dryad, from her native bole Coming at dusk, when the dim stars emerge, To a slow river ...
The Aisne (Alan Seeger Poems)
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
The Hosts (Alan Seeger Poems)
Purged, with the life they left, of all That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication ...
The Sultan’s Palace (Alan Seeger Poems)
My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face, As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright; As ...
The Torture of Cuauhtemoc (Alan Seeger Poems)
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...