Epilogue (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Because thou wast most delicate, A woman fair for men to see, The earth did compass thy estate, Thou didst ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when ...
Almost the shell of a woman after the surgeon's knife!And almost a year to creep back into strength,Till the dawn ...
We stand about this place — we, the memories;And shade our eyes because we dread to read:"June 17th, 1884, aged ...
I went to the dances at Chandlerville, And played snap-out at Winchester. One time we changed partners, Driving home in ...
She took my strength by minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon That ...
In the lust of my strengthI cursed God, but he paid no attention to me:I might as well have cursed ...
I have studied many timesThe marble which was chiseled for me —A boat with a furled sail at rest in ...
All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of meSprang from your delusion that it was wantonnessOf spirit and contempt of your ...
I went up and down the streetsHere and there by day and night,Through all hours of the night caring for ...
My mind was a mirror: It saw what it saw, it knew what it knew. In youth my mind was ...
This is Darrow, Inadequately scrawled, with his young, old heart, And his drawl, and his infinite paradox And his sadness, ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
Father, thou canst never know The anguish that smote my heart For my disobedience, the moment I felt The remorseless ...
Do you remember, passer-by, the path I wore across the lot where now stands the opera house, Hasting with swift ...
You never understood, O unknown one, Why it was I repaid Your devoted friendship and delicate ministrations First with diminished ...
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me -- A boat with a furled sail at ...
I went to the dances at Chandlerville, And played snap-out at Winchester. One time we changed partners, Driving home in ...
I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night, Through all hours of the night ...
All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness Of spirit and contempt ...
In the lust of my strength I cursed God, but he paid no attention to me: I might as well ...
She took my strength by the minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon ...
This is Darrow, Inadequately scrawled, with his young, old heart, And his drawl, and his infinite paradox And his sadness, ...
My mind was a mirror: It saw what it saw, it knew what it knew. In youth my mind was ...
We stand about this place -- we, the memories; And shade our eyes because we dread to read: "June 17th, ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Almost the shell of a woman after the surgeon's knife! And almost a year to creep back into strength, Till ...
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