Enceladus (Alfred Noyes Poems)
In the Black Country, from a little window, Before I slept, across the haggard wastes Of dust and ...
In the Black Country, from a little window, Before I slept, across the haggard wastes Of dust and ...
I.(_On many recent novels by the conventional unconventionalists_.)Old Pantaloon, lean-witted, dour and rich, After grim years of soul-destroying greed,Weds Columbine, ...
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passedOut of the wood and saw the sickle moonFloating in daylight o'er the ...
There is a song of England that none shall ever sing; So ...
The sunset lingered in the pale green West: In rosy wastes the low soft evening starWoke; while the last white ...
I.Before those golden altar-lights we stood, Each one of us remembering his own dead.A more than earthly beauty seemed to ...
IHe sat with his foolish mouth agape at the golden glare of the sea,And his wizened ...
This is the song of the wind as it cameTossing the flags of the nations to flame: _I am ...
I Yes! Beauty still rebels! Our dreams like clouds disperse: ...
_The old gentleman, tapping his amber snuff-box(A heart-shaped snuff-box with a golden clasp)Stared at the dying fire. "I'd like them ...
The Temple Bell was out of tune,That once out-melodied sun and moon.Instead of calling folk to prayerIt spread an evil ...
You were weeping in the night, said the Emperor, "Weeping in your sleep, I am told.""It was nothing but a ...
How like the sky she bends above her child, One with the great horizon of her pain! No sob ...
Here Freedom stood by slaughtered friend and foe, And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died,Looked through ...
Fashion on fashion on fashion, (With only the truth growing old!)And here's the new purple of passion, (And love waiting ...
Once, on the far blue hills, Alone with the pine and the cloud, in those high still places; Alone ...
(Written after entering New York Harbor at Daybreak)Up the vast harbor with the morning sun The ship swept in from ...
Shadow by shadow, stripped for fight, The lean black cruisers search the sea. Night-long their level shafts of light Revolve,and ...
_Why do we make our music?_ Oh, blind dark strings reply:Because we dwell in a strange land And remember a ...
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings, Sound for the passion, ...
You that have gathered together the sons of all races, And welded them into one,Lifting the torch of your Freedom ...
O Mystery of life,That, after all our strife, Defeats, mistakes,Just as, at last, we seeThe road to victory, The tired ...
O, what is that whimpering there in the darkness?"Let him lie in my arms. He is breathing, I know.Look. I'll ...
The moon is up, the stars are bright.the wind is fresh and free!We're out to seek the gold tonightacross the ...
Last night, I dreamed of Nippon.... I saw a cloud of whiteDrifting before the sunset On seas of opal light.Beyond ...
Long, long ago, He said,He who could wake the deadAnd walk upon the sea-"Come, follow Me.Leave your brown nets and ...
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