The Defeat of Youth (Aldous Huxley Poems)
I. UNDER THE TREES.There had been phantoms, pale-remembered shapesOf this and this occasion, sisterlyIn their resemblances, each effigyCrowned with the ...
I. UNDER THE TREES.There had been phantoms, pale-remembered shapesOf this and this occasion, sisterlyIn their resemblances, each effigyCrowned with the ...
(From the French of Rimbaud). When the child's forehead, full of torments red, Cries out for sleep and ...
Shepherd, to yon tall poplars tune your flute:Let them pierce, keenly, subtly shrill,The slow blue rumour of the hill;Let the ...
Sitting on the top of the 'bus, I bite my pipe and look at the sky. Over my ...
Many are the doors of the spirit that leadInto the inmost shrine:And I count the gates of the temple divine,Since ...
Old ghosts that death forgot to ferryAcross the Lethe of the years -These are my friends, and at their tearsI ...
My close-walled soul has never knownThat innermost darkness, dazzling sight,Like the blind point, whence the visions springIn the core of ...
I had been sitting alone with books,Till doubt was a black disease,When I heard the cheerful shout of rooks In ...
Evenings in trains, When the little black twittering ghosts Along the brims of cuttings, Against the luminous ...
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