At Seventeen (Arthur Symons Poems)
You were a child, and liked me, yesterday.To-day you are a woman, and perhapsThose softer eyes betoken the sweet lapseOf ...
You were a child, and liked me, yesterday.To-day you are a woman, and perhapsThose softer eyes betoken the sweet lapseOf ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
I Love now, my heart, there is but now to love; Seek nothing more, but let it be enough That ...
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
OTHO A word, Poppaea! POPPAEA I will speak with you If you will speak for kindness; but your brows Are ...
My little slave! Wouldst thou escape me? Only in the grave, be poison to thee, honey-sweet, And, my poison having ...
Your kisses, and the way you curlDelicious and distracting girl,Into one's arms and round aboutInextricably in and outTwining luxuriously, as ...
Lay your head back; and now, kiss me again! Kneel there, and do not kiss me; let me hold Your ...
Heart, is there anything to desire? Feet, is there anywhere to go? A way for the feet, where the winds ...
Beauty of woman, savour of her kiss, The mystery of love that turns to be The bite of an eternal ...
Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How ...
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