Brude (Cale Young Rice Poems)
(_A Dramatic Fantasy_) Dealing with: _Boadicea_, queen of the Britons. _Lamora_, a ...
(_A Dramatic Fantasy_) Dealing with: _Boadicea_, queen of the Britons. _Lamora_, a ...
I If I were in Japan today, In little Japan today, I'd watch the sampan-rowers ride On Yokohama ...
I (_Before He Comes_) Sweet under swooning blue and mellow mist September waves of forest overflow The hills with crimson, ...
No, no, my friend; there is an agony Not to be exorcised out of the world By any ...
Out on the rocks primeval, The grey Maine rocks that slant and break to the sea, With the ...
Jehovah! Jehovah! art Thou not stronger than gods of the heathen? I slew him, that Sisera, prince of the ...
IO you poets, ever pretending Love is immortal, pipe the truth!Empty your books of lies, the ending Of no passion ...
What memories have I of it, The sea, continent-clasping, The sea whose spirit is a sorcery, The ...
Tonight as I was riding on a wave Of triumph and of glory, A Question suddenly, as from the ...
Down the palm-way from Eden in the mid-night Lay dreaming Eve by her outdriven mate, Pillowed on lilies ...
I thought I plunged into that dire Abyss Which is Oblivion, the house of Death. I thought there ...
The East Wind is a Bedouin, And Nimbus is his steed; Out of the dusk with ...
Art thou enraged, O sea, with the blue peace Of heaven, so to uplift thine arm?d waves, Thy ...
Swing in thy splendour, O silent sun, Drawing my heart with thee over the west! Done is its ...
I've heard the sea-dead three nights come keening And crying to my door. Why will they affright me with ...
(_A ballad for God_) _A. D._ 909 Three kings with naught of a care To a hunting went; Three ...
When Autumn's melancholy robes the land With silence, and sad fadings mystical Of other years move thro' the ...
(_The Cry of the Modern_) World-sorrow have I known, like unto God. Nothing there is of pain but echoes down ...
(_At Monte Carlo_) We met upon the street; Quick passion sprung into the eye of each; No dilettante ...
Next To Everest Highest Of MountainsO white priest of Eternity, aroundWhose lofty summit veiling clouds ariseOf the earth's immemorial sacrificeTo ...
When moonlight on the face Of the great Buddha falls As he sits in Nirvana ...
Is it because for a million years The tide has entered here From cold north ...
I know your heart, O Sea! You are tossed with cold desire to flood earth utterly; You run at the ...
Oh, go not out upon the storm, Go not, my sweet, to Swalchie pool! A witch tho' she ...
I Life flung to Art this voice, of mercy bare. "Fool, to my human earth come you, so free, To ...
My brother, man, shapes him a planAnd builds him a house in a day,But I have toiled through a million ...
Upon how many a hill, Across how many a field, Beside how many a river's restful flowing, ...
IThe illimitable leaping of the sea,The mouthing of his madness to the moon,The seething of his endless sorcery,His prophecy no ...
When at evening smothered lightnings Burn the clouds with fretted fires; When the stars forget to glisten, ...
A storm broods far on the foam of the deep; The moon-path gleams before. A day and ...
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