The Struggle (Donald Marquis Poems)
I HAVE been down in a dark valley; I have been groping through a deep gorge; Far above, the lips ...
I HAVE been down in a dark valley; I have been groping through a deep gorge; Far above, the lips ...
HATH not man at his noblest An air of something more than man? -- A hint of grace immortal, Born ...
NEVERMORE Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore Of the mere, or lies ...
EACH race has died and lived and fought for the "true" gods of that poor race, Unconsciously, divinest thought of ...
YOUTH is the season of revolt; at twenty-fiveWe curse the reigning politicians,Wondering that any man aliveStands for such damnable conditions.Whatever ...
PEARL-SLASHED and purple and crimson and fringed with gray mist of the hills, The pennons of morning advance to the ...
We stood among the boats and nets . . . We marked the risen moon Walk swaying o'er the trembling ...
this is the song of mehitabelof mehitabel the alley catas i wrote you before bossmehitabel is a believerin the pythagoreantheory ...
BETTER a pauper, penniless, asleep on the kindly sod -- Better a gipsy, houseless, but near to the heart of ...
REACH over, my Undine, and clutch me a reed -- Nymph of mine idleness, notch me a pipe -- For ...
SHE is hot to the sea that crouches beside, Human and hot to the cool stars peering down, My passionate ...
CLOTHED on with thunder and with steel And black against the dawn The whirling armies clash and reel. . . ...
WHERE the singers of Saturn find tongue, Where the Galaxy's lovers embrace, Our world and its beauty are sung! They ...
YE are dead, they say, but ye swore, ye swore, Ye would come to me back from the sea! From ...
GALAHADS, Galahads, Percivals, gallop! Bayards, to the saddle! -- the clangorous trumpets, Hoarse with their ecstasy, call to the mellay. ...
THE great guns slay from a league away, the death- bolts fly unseen, And bellowing hill replies to hill, machine ...
PERCHANCE the dying gods of Earth Are destined to another birth, And worn-out creeds regain their worth In the kindly ...
O, why do they hunt so hard, so hard, who have no need of food?Do they hunt for hate? --- ...
VERY red are the roses of Sharon, But redder thy mouth, There is nard, there is myrrh, in En Gedi, ...
God never plucks me by the sleeve And begs for my advice, And since He doesn't all His works Leave ...
OUT of the soil and the slime, Reeking, they climb, Out of the muck and the mire, Rank, they aspire; ...
We are the shaken slaves of Breath: For logic leaves the race unstirred; But cadence, and the vibrant word, Are ...
LEAGUES before me, leagues behind, Clamor warring wastes of flood, All the streams of all the worlds Flung together, mad ...
EARTH loves to gibber o'er her dross, Her golden souls, to waste; The cup she fills for her god-men Is ...
WE are deceived by the shadow, we see not the substance of things. For the hills are less solid than ...
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