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 ...
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 ...
WHAT dream in what strange landShall waken me to-night? What sweetLips burn for mine? What arms entwineMy neck, my knees, ...
BEHOLD it was this very night:Outwearied with the plaintive rain.I rose, 1 cast her from my sight -Who loves, must ...
HE had said, "Thank God for my body obscene,For the lust that oppresses life, choking me;Hereby shall I prove my ...
OF all the sweetest could there beAnother who could seem so fair,Another who could charm despairInto sweet realms of fantasy,Another ...
SWEET, with the dark of night entangled inHer bright hair's revelry, and with the sky'sClear blue illumining her eyes.She comes ...
EACH hour that passes, dead for evermore,Lies in the waste of ages whence the staleAir of unwoken silence, shore to ...
THERE was a king, a jovial king.Rode out across the heather -O he could laugh and he could singWhen we ...
STAID sires of maids divine, they strut, rotund,Climax of culture and peace, these fattedmagnates,Who wallow through the towns their torpor ...
IF I should gather up my waste-worn hours,Dead blooms of passion heaped about my feet,And breathe again their mellow fragrance ...
THROUGH hurtling space he fled from star tostarOn pinions of damnation, for there trailedUpon him frantic shapes which clutching wailed,A ...
FOR him the stale conventions, habits, allThe thoughts men bow beneath, make virtueseemItself a fashion - whence rank cities teemWith ...
ROSES to twine about her hair,Roses to nestle on her breast,To breathe my love, that I may shareWith her very ...
AS many as your moods are, they exist:As many as your flickering moments are,So many are your vanishing selves, afar.As ...
ONE warm kiss stolen from her cheekIs the whole sweetness I recallOf one full golden glorious week!One warm kiss stolen ...
HOW can I utter what my soul would tellWhen thou art farOr, speaking, tell what areThy subtle strange sweet charms ...
THEY talk of love for they have knownAll ways of life - each mad removeThat lags to death; and all ...
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