History of the Twentieth Century (A Roadshow) (Joseph Brodsky Poems)
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
______ SacerdosFronde super mitram, & felici comptus oliva.Virg.To the Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too longHave been ...
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
SCENE I.-- Adam and Eve.Oh, my beloved companion!Oh thou of my existence,The very heart and soul!Hast thou, with such excess ...
LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like ...
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,With sudden passion languishing,Maketh all things softly smile,Painteth pictures mile on mile,Holds a cup ...
Low, heavy clouds are hanging on the hills, And half-impatient of the sun's approach, Shake sullenly their cold and languid wings! Oh! it ...
When man first walked upright and soberly Reflecting as he paced to and fro,And no more swinging from wide tree to ...
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
_Prince Henry_. God's blessing on the architects who buildThe bridges o'er swift rivers and abyssesBefore impassable to human feet,No less ...
My sweet companion, who hast ever been Beside me in all toils, refreshing oft My weary spirit with low whisperings Of hope that ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
When the companies were thus arrayed, each under its own captain,the Trojans advanced as a flight of wild fowl or ...
Now, round the yielding canopy of shade,Again the Guide his heavenly power display'd.Sudden, the stars their trembling fires withdrew,Returning splendors ...
Naval action of De Grasse and Graves. Capture of Cornwallis..Thus view'd the sage. When, lo, in eastern skies,From glooms unfolding, ...
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
THE AGE.WHEN the pastor ask'd the foreign magistrate questions,What the people had suffer'd, how long from their homes they had ...
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
Matthew met Richard, when or whereFrom story is not mighty clear:Of many knotty points they spoke,And pro and con by ...
CANTO I.Dian knew well to chace the tim'rous Hare,Or thro' the Woods pursue the flying Deer;O'er the high Mound Her ...
CONCLUSION.O YE Muses, who gladly favour a love that is heartfelt,Who on his way the excellent youth have hitherto guided,Who ...
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
WHY did she love her mother's so?It hath wrought her wondrous wo.Once she saw an armed knightIn the pale sepulchral ...
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