The Old Garden (Arthur John Arbuthnott Stringer Poems)
WHERE the dim paths wind and creep Down past dark and ghostly landsLost this many a year in sleep, Still ...
WHERE the dim paths wind and creep Down past dark and ghostly landsLost this many a year in sleep, Still ...
WHEN my life has enough of love, and my spirit enough of mirth,When the ocean no longer beckons me, when ...
Phaon (bitterly)Thus women change-and in their time forget! SapphoTHERE lies the sorrow-if we could forget!For one brief hour you gave ...
WIDE is the world and wide its open seas, Yet I who fare from pole to pole remainA prisoned Hope ...
HE sat behind his roses and did wake With wanton hands those passions grimThat naught but bitter tears and blood ...
I HAVE sought beauty through the dust of strife, I have sought meaning for the ancient ache,And music in the ...
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