When Someone Says: ” alexandria””=” (Mikhail Alekseevich Kuzmin Poems)
When someone says: 'Alexandria,'I see the white walls of a house,a small garden row of gillyflowers,an autumn evening's pale sunlightand ...
When someone says: 'Alexandria,'I see the white walls of a house,a small garden row of gillyflowers,an autumn evening's pale sunlightand ...
SWEET Jennifer came calling meAlong the shining beach."There's green upon the hawthorn treeThere's bloom upon the peach.O, April's found the ...
From our aisles of places holy, From our dwellings calm and lowly, On the autumn breezes slowly Swells the sound of prayer: God! before ...
War broke: and now the Winter of the worldWith perishing great darkness closes in.The foul tornado, centred at Berlin,Is over ...
Thanks to the artist, ever on my wallThe sunset stays: that hill in glory rolled,Those trees and clouds in crimson ...
I am fire and dew and sunshine,I am mist on the foamy wave,I'm the rippling note from the field-lark;s throat,I'm ...
Beside her I could be a thousand yearsAnd talk with her, and muse, and think I caughtHer very spirit, and ...
The Maple puts her corals on in May,While loitering frosts about the lowlands cling,To be in tune with what the ...
I love the mournful music of the wind Among the willows on an autumn eve,Sighing as though some gentle spirit pined, Condemn'd ...
Spring, summer, autumn! priestesses that holdAlternate watch at nature's altar! DeepAnd full of mystery the course ye keepIn hidden sympathy. ...
A ROYAL rose! A rose how darkly red!A proud, voluptuous, full blown flower, that swaysHer sceptre o'er the wind-swept garden-ways,With ...
I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumnuselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious!Thy touch has ...
Boll-weevil's coming, and the winter's cold,Made cotton-stalks look rusty, seasons old,And cotton, scarce as any southern snow,Was vanishing; the branch, ...
MORE lovely grows the earth as we grow old,More tenderness is in the dawning spring,More bronze upon the blackbird's burnished ...
Q.--SAY, what is kindlier than snow,Warming the unborn flowers;Or robin's little minor songIn autumn's serest hours;Say, where a gentler, tenderer ...
The spacious open vale, the vale of doom,Is full of autumn sunset; blue and strongThe semicirque of water sweeps amongHer ...
Why did he choose to come to mydoor, the wandering youth, when theday dawned? As I come in and out I ...
Over the green and yellow rice-fieldssweep the shadows of the autumnclouds followed by the swift-chasingsun. The bees forget to sip their ...
Since yesterday had to throw me and bolt,Today has hurt my heart even more.The autumn wild geese have a long ...
LOST amid gloom and solitude,A pool lies hidden in the wood,A pool the autumn rain has madeWhere flowers with their ...
Young as the Spring seemed life when sheCame from her silent East to me;Unquiet as Autumn was my breastWhen she ...
The spacious open vale, the vale of doom,Is full of autumn sunset; blue and strongThe semicirque of water sweeps amongHer ...
Wanderer, far from his homeland,You are poor and you are alone,For the time, deprived of listeningTo the music of mother ...
Oh, that my words become sylvan! Yea, shadowedA retreat from the glamour of the day.Make them stream of sunlight, but ...
THE gentian and the bluebell soCan change my calendar,I know not how the year may go,Or what the seasons are:The ...
In the soft dew-fall of an autumn night,A solitary mower marks his wayWith hissing scythe in the brine-savored hay,Long ere ...
OCTOBER! Autumn's empire hath begun;Yet here are blossoms that seem loth to fade.New spikes of blue have these Delphiniums made:Hard ...
ROSE of the queenly flower and royal name,That like a breastplate wrought of filigreeDeckest the house-wall, and art soon to ...
Autumn ill and adoredYou die when the hurricane blows in the roseriesWhen it has snowedIn the orchard treesPoor autumnDead in ...
AUTUMN grows old, but still the sun is bright,As though he wished that summer should remain.Yet every day is shortening ...
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