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 ...
No, no, my friend; there is an agony Not to be exorcised out of the world By any ...
Jehovah! Jehovah! art Thou not stronger than gods of the heathen? I slew him, that Sisera, prince of the ...
Swing in thy splendour, O silent sun, Drawing my heart with thee over the west! Done is its ...
(This clan of tobacco outlaws in Kentucky during 1907-1908 cast such disgrace on her good name as years will ...
There is no moon, only the sea and stars; There is no land, only the vessel's bow ...
Two years have gone, and again I stand On the bow of a mighty ship That pushes ...
(_To the Night-Riders Who Murdered Hedges_) Honor to men Who leave their homes And children safe asleep, To take ...
When moonlight on the face Of the great Buddha falls As he sits in Nirvana ...
I know your heart, O Sea! You are tossed with cold desire to flood earth utterly; You run at the ...
The fishermen bade their wives farewell, (The sun floated merry up the morning) They sang, to the rhythm of the ...
Because the sun like a Chinese lantern Set in a temple of clouds tonight, I was back in ...
Over a scurf of rocks the tide Wanders inward far and wide, Lifting the sea-weed's sloven hair, ...
My brother, man, shapes him a planAnd builds him a house in a day,But I have toiled through a million ...
(_On the South Seas_) When I return to the world again, The world of fret and fight, ...
The eve of Golgotha had come, And Christ lay shrouded in the garden Tomb: Among the olives, Oh, ...
(_Out of Hong-kong_) Never again, never again Did I hope to breathe such joy! The sea ...
Come over the tide, Come over the foam, Dance on the hurricane, leap its waves, Dream not ...
I shall lie so one day, With lips of Silence set; Eyes that no tear can wet Again: a thing ...
Ah, what a changeling! Yester you dashed from the west, Altho' it is Spring, And scattered ...
Hovering wings of terns Over the rock-pools flutter, For the tide, ebbed far out, Seems to stumble ...
Within the Holy Sepulchre, breast-high,There is a cross uncounted lips have kissed,Millions the world to dust has long dismissed,Millions that ...
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