Immortal Eve – IV (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
1Peace, clamorous trumpets! Silence, drums!Be breathless all and hush!Let die applause. My lady comes,My lady of the blush.She's bashfuller than ...
1Dear, could the wise creator makeMe, nor imagine you,When from his wisdom's awful breathI came like trembling dew,You under my ...
Beautiful dancer upon the wind of the life in thy flutteringwings,O mingle of breeze and sunlight, whose glancing gaietysingsOf the ...
O'er her death-bedWith sobs I hung,Wild, idle sobs, and in my lonely painKiss'd the dead face again and yet again,And ...
Who painted thy wings for a vision, a pageant of summer,Butterfly gay?Who made thee, thou hovering silence for ever at ...
Raymond.earest, that sit'st in dreams, Through the window look, this way.How changed and desolate seemsThe world, Ida, to-day!Heavy and low the ...
Now lonely is the wood:No flower now lingers, none!The virgin sisterhoodOf roses, all are gone;Now Autumn sheds her latest leaf;And ...
By thy wave I linger,Silent stream!Autumn's golden fingerPaints thy dream.From the beeches fallingDown thy face,Summer, past recalling,Drifts apace.Only mists rise ...
IOak, whose mossed antiquity stands leafily ashiver,Oldest oracles, each dawn, in earth's ear to deliver,Prom your whispering world of leaves, ...
1Shapely poplar, shivering white, poplar like a maiden,Thinking, musing softly here, so light and so unladen,That with every breath and ...
Thou who hast follow'd far with eyes of loveThe shy and virgin sights of Spring to-day,Sad soul, what dost thou ...
Cease, O my spirit, cease this endless yearning!Idly thou seekest; gone is it, past hoping,That golden treasure: thine own sweet ...
It cannot beRose, violet, lily,Their crushed life should retain,Flowers that recall thy sweetness be ensouled,And thou distil to nothing, thou ...
At the window I lean,And my heart is a mist.Tis a whispering scene,Where all was whist!Whist and still was the ...
Sorrow, heavenly sorrow!Wake thou in my breast.It is to rouse thee with the cold grey morrow,Melancholy, as thou springst in ...
Virgin darkness, wet and deep,Where dwells but April, dwells but sleep,What presence clear,Like a beam has entered here?What loved footsteps, ...
'Tis my twentieth year: dim, now, youth stretches behind me; Breaking fresh at my feet, lies, like an ocean, the world. And ...
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