Autumn (Boris Pasternak Poems)
I have allowed my family to scatter,All those who were my dearest to depart,And once again an age-long lonelinessComes in ...
I have allowed my family to scatter,All those who were my dearest to depart,And once again an age-long lonelinessComes in ...
I know what beauty is, for thouHast set the world within my heart;Of me thou madest it a part;I never ...
Air — "Mordella."To the hills of her youth, cloth'd in all their rich wildness,Farewell she is bidding, in all her ...
Have you been at Carrick, and saw my true-love there?And saw you her features, all beautiful, bright, and fair?Saw you ...
My love! The arm of night extends its sweet touch softWhile 'mongst the trees the moon weaves its silky web ...
Hark for'ard, hark for'ard, hark for'ard, to hills where OctoberLingers awhile in his vesture resplendent yet sober,Where, salt with the ...
Sweet summer is gone; they have laid her away—The last sad hours that were touched with her grace—In the hush ...
Among the beautiful picturesThat hang on Memory's wall,Is one of a dim old forest,That seemeth best of all:Not for its ...
I don't know what's come to the summer In these dull and decadent years;But a fellow grows glummer and glummer ...
All on the autumn woods the mist lay white and chill;And I heard the rising wind come piping down the ...
Among the beautiful picturesThat hang on Memory's wall,Is one of a dim old forest,That seemeth best of all;Not for its ...
These winter days on LettermoreThe brown west wind it sweeps the bay,And icy rain beats on the bareUnhomely fields that ...
Glory to you, inescapable pain!The gray-eyed king died yesterday.The autumn evening was sultry and red,My husband returned and quietly said:"You ...
Now comes the time when we douse flies With various kinds of sprays -The sand flies, and the house flies, ...
Enter the dream-house, brothers and sisters, leavingYour debts asleep, your history at the door:This is the home for heroes, and ...
Merrily 'mid the faded leaves, O Robin of the bright red breast! Cheerily over the Autumn eaves, Thy note is ...
FAREWEL , sweet shelter of the vernal grove, For lo! sad Autumn, desolating pow'r!Along the vales thy faded beauties ...
Not the light of the long blue Summer,Nor the flowery huntress, Spring,Nor the chilly and moaning Winter,Doth peace to my ...
While my hair was still cut straight across my foreheadI played about the front gate, pulling flowers.You came by on ...
I love the stony pastureThat no one else will have.The old gray rocks so friendly seem,So durable and brave.In tranquil ...
Wearily stretches the sand to the surge, and the surge to the cloudland;Wearily onward I ride, watching the water alone.Not ...
The opals hiding your lids as you sleep, as you ride poniesmysteriously, spring to bloom like the blue flowers of ...
Just a peep from a carriage window, As we stood for a moment still,Just one look—and no more—till the engine ...
Yes; with heavy dashingOf a shower just shedOn the gloomy beech-tree,Wet were leaves o'erhead.Wet were all the rosesOn the garden ...
TIMID strangers, I can fancy How amidst the hedge ye grew, While the gusty winds of Autumn Coloured leaves upon ...
Tripping down the field-path, Early in the morn, There I met my own love 'Midst the golden corn; ...
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy,And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry,Rough, long grasses keep white ...
Autumn clouds are flying, flyingO'er the waste of blue;Summer flowers are dying, dying,Late so lovely new.Labouring wains are slowly rollingHome ...
Hark! I hear the tramp of thousands,And of armed men the hum;Lo! a nation's hosts have gatheredRound the quick alarming ...
Take the harp, nor longer leave itSighing on the willow tree;Pass thy gentle fingers o'er it,And awake its melody;The streams ...
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