A Brother Of The Battuti (Arthur Symons Poems)
Shed, sinful flesh, these tears of blood,For all thy vileness all too few;Wash out, O holy healing flood,The sins that ...
Shed, sinful flesh, these tears of blood,For all thy vileness all too few;Wash out, O holy healing flood,The sins that ...
I will go my ways from the city, and then, maybe,My heart shall forget one woman's voice, and her lips;I ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
FAUSTUS Why am I fettered with eternal change? I follow after changeless love, and find Nothing but change; I seek, ...
I The eyes, that, having seen the saintly light Blossom white-petalled out of a white sea In a miraculous rose ...
It may be, when this city of the nine gates Is broken down by ruinous old age, And no one ...
Water and marble and that silentnessWhich is not broken by a wheel or hoof;A city like a water-lily, lessSeen than ...
They pass upon their old, tremulous feet, Creeping with little satchels down the street, And they remember, many years ago, ...
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