Sonnets Of Old Egypt (John Le Gay Brereton Poems)
I The Sphinx The spires of sand spring up at every gust That bids them dance and scatter and lays them low: He sits ...
I The Sphinx The spires of sand spring up at every gust That bids them dance and scatter and lays them low: He sits ...
From every quarter we, Who bent the trembling knee And cowered or grovelled prostrate day and night, Now come once more to sing A ...
Stupidity and Selfishness and Fear, Who hold enslaved the intellect of Man, Have found their victims here. We saw them go, alert to ...
I. Yonder, with eyes that tears, not distance, dim, With ears the wide world's thickness cannot daunt, We see tumultuous miseries that haunt The ...
One very rough day on the Pride of the Fray In the scuppers a poor little cabin-boy lay, When the Bosun drew ...
Alone I sit in the dusk and see Surely the living faces, dear to me, Of comrades who have thrown All that they had, ...
What imps are these that come with scowl and leer? Black motes upon the morning's amber beam, They crowd and float about ...
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