Cleopatra (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
To find with you the earliestWillow-buds before their silver turns to gold,And the first previous buttercup and cyclamen that blossomEre ...
Full-ripened on the bough,Pends the bright apple now,And the lees fall from out the unclouded wine.These memories that returnPour from ...
O gentlest love, I have not playedFor you upon the lute of jade;Nor on that fabulous bassoonWrought from the horns ...
Like the voice of a golden star,Heard from afar,Perishing beauty callsOut of the mist and rain;Like the song of a ...
My love is the flame of an unfading autumn,It is the flare of unconsuming leavesIn an ecstasy of halcyonian space ...
Ah, woe is me, for Love hath lain asleep,Hath lain too long in some Circean close-Till on his dreaming wings ...
You are the stately sunset,Departing with a hundred flames of amberBeyond the pinnacles of autumn pineAnd the tow mountainsThat bear ...
By the clear green river,One afternoon in early autumn,A dragon-fly with crimson wings alitOn the white thigh of my belov?d;And, ...
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