Ariel And Caliban (Christopher Pearse Cranch Poems)
I.Before PROSPERO'S cell. Moonlight.ARIEL.So - Prospero is gone - and I am free -Free, free at last. His latest charge ...
I.Before PROSPERO'S cell. Moonlight.ARIEL.So - Prospero is gone - and I am free -Free, free at last. His latest charge ...
I.IN the beautiful Castleton Island a mansion of lordly style,Embowered in gardens and lawns, looks over the glimmering bay.In the ...
A CHORUS OF HUMAN SPIRITS IN THE MIST.FAR in the shuddering spaces of the NorthWe live. We saw a ShapeOf ...
Saint Brandan, a Scotch abbot, long agoSailed southward with a swarm of monks, to sowThe seeds of true religion - ...
A Hundred years - and she had sat, a queenSheltering her children, opening wide her gatesTo all the inflowing tribes ...
OUT of the cloud that dimmed his sunset light,Into the unknown firmament withdrawnBeyond the mists and shadows of the night,We ...
A GROAN from a dim-lit upper room -A stealthy step on the stairs in the gloom -A hurried glance to ...
1.COME, we 'll light the parlor fire;Winter sets in sharp and rough.Wood is dear, but coal's provided,For three months, I ...
COLD philosophers, so aptWith your formulas exacting,In your problems so enwrapt,And your theories distracting;Webs of metaphysic doubtOn your wheels forever ...
A wondrous light is filling the air,And rimming the clouds of the old despair;And hopeful eyes look up to seeTruth's ...
SOME summer mornings - when you've taken teaToo late the night before - perhaps you'll see,If at some Berkshire farmhouse ...
WHAT lapse or accident of timeCan dull that soul's sonorous chimeWhich owns the priceless heritage -Youth's summer warmth in wintry ...
AN old umbrella in the hall,Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;By all the rains of many a yearBent, stained, and ...
O BOON and curse in one - this ceaseless needOf looking still behind us and before!Gift to the soul of ...
ON a time - not of old -When a poet had sent out his soul and no welcome had foundWhere ...
I.MorningTHE morning sun has pierced the mist,And beach and cliff and ocean kissed.Blue as the lapis-lazuliThe sea reflects the azure ...
(A Hope.)BEFORE our eyes a pageant rolledWhose banners every land unfurled;And as it passed, its splendors toldThe art and glory ...
NAUGHT but the fittest lives, I hearRing on the northern breeze of thought:"To Nature's heart the strong are dear,The weak ...
To G. W. C.LONG, long ago, in the sweet Roman springThrough the bright morning air we slowly strolled,And in the ...
Man was not made for forms, but forms for man, And there are times when law ...
IN boyhood's days we read with keen delightHow young Aladdin rubbed his lamp and raisedThe towering Djin whose form his ...
O SOLEMN portal, veiled in mist and cloud,Where all who have lived throng in, an endless line,Forbid to tell by ...
HEAVY with cares no winnowing hand could sift,Wrapt in a sadness never to be told,As o'er the fields and through ...
STILL shines our August day, as calm, as brightAs when, long years ago, we sailied awayDown the blue Narrows and ...
THE mind's deep history here in tones is wrought,The faith, the struggles of the aspiring soul,The confidence of youth, the ...
So, heralded by Reason, Faith may treadThe darkened vale, the dolorous paths of night,In the great thought secure that life ...
FORGIVE - that thus the trumpet I have blownYou never sounded - never cared to hear.The world, I know, can ...
BLACK in the midnight lies the City vast.Its dim horizon from my window highI see shut in beneath a misty ...
BEFORE the daybreak, in the murky nightMy chanticleer, half dreaming, sees the lightStream from my window on his perch below,And ...
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