In The Realm Of Night (E J Rupert Atkinson Poems)
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
KNOW this : that through all time past Love hasbeenSo sweet that none could perish and not liveForthwith again.Ere Persia ...
FROM the squat tavern laughing to the eastHe turned; within the murmuring babbleceas'd;And red wine split on scattered roses thereExhaled ...
HIM, wounded, shackled, pricked with spears,they dragged and goaded through thetown.Up the soaked hill 'neath dripping boughs, acrosssteep ditches slipping ...
GOD dreaming in his star-enshrouded skyBethought himself of me, so even IWho was till then as nothing, leapt to life ...
I. The Builders Of The PyramidO, CELESTIAL Khu-fu, ThouKing, art Osiris now.Our lives were Thine, yet were we freeTo live ...
He found her where white daisies blewAgainst the wood in drift of spray,And glimpses of the sky upthrewBlood from the ...
DO not crave sure ease - to quaffClear crystal cups abrim with wine,When lips are fain to mock and laughAnd ...
He: Blue, blue eternally, dark waves and skyBlue - and beyond unending deeps of blue,This and the emerald earth, the ...
WHAT dream in what strange landShall waken me to-night? What sweetLips burn for mine? What arms entwineMy neck, my knees, ...
HE had said, "Thank God for my body obscene,For the lust that oppresses life, choking me;Hereby shall I prove my ...
I DREDGE my soul for buried memories.The pomp of perished ages, once divine,Breaks dawn-like over realms that gleam and shineMysterious ...
YOURSELF most composite,Chequered with day and night,What secret thing are you? -Behold that sky of blue:All that you hear and ...
SWEET, with the dark of night entangled inHer bright hair's revelry, and with the sky'sClear blue illumining her eyes.She comes ...
I DIDN'T hate him, not a bitAs from your beer just off the brimYou'd spill a midge and stamp on ...
OUT of the dead cathedral, where dead saintsMark for untold contempt worn, sorry talesMumbled by fatted priests, whose boast be--wailsEarth, ...
THAT we may blur remembrance, we existBy passion, dread, doubt, hatred, anddesire,Snared to bewildering time until we tire,Collapse, and fail; ...
ALL'S life, and yet men doubt it, deeming itAbsorbed by one of its conditions; soDestroyed in one breath's trifling death, ...
Pain, pain exalts me Into consciousness:I am awake! My jangled anguish rivesEach tense quick nerve pricked by unnum-bered knives,My only ...
FOR him the stale conventions, habits, allThe thoughts men bow beneath, make virtueseemItself a fashion - whence rank cities teemWith ...
THEY talk of love for they have knownAll ways of life - each mad removeThat lags to death; and all ...
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