Villanelle: The Psychological Hour (Ezra Pound Poems)
I had over prepared the event, that much was ominous. With middle-ageing care I had laid out just the right ...
I had over prepared the event, that much was ominous. With middle-ageing care I had laid out just the right ...
The Maoris are a mighty race -- the finest ever known; Before the missionaries came they worshipped wood and stone; ...
Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round ...
It was eight bells ringing, For the morning watch was done, And the gunner's lads were singing As they polished ...
With failing feet and shoulders bowed Beneath the weight of happier days, He lagged among the heedless crowd, Or crept ...
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...
'Twas on the 26th of August, the sun was burning hot, In the year of 1346, which will never be ...
'Twas on the 18th of August in the year of 1798, That Nelson saw with inexpressible delight The City of ...
Good people of high and low degree, I pray ye all to list to me, And I'll relate a harrowing ...
Kind Christians, all pay attention to me, And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye; While on board the Columbine, ...
One that I cherished, Yea, loved as a son - Up early, up late with, My promising one: No use ...
You like not that French novel? Tell me why. You think it quite unnatural. Let us see. The actors are, ...
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
From the metal poppy this good blast of trance arriving as shock, private cloudburst blazing down, worst in a boarding-house ...
In my aunt's house, the milk jug's beaded crochet cover tickles the ear. We've eaten boiled things with butter. Pie ...
All ye lovers of the picturesque, away To beautiful Torquay and spend a holiday 'Tis health for invalids for to ...
'Twas about the beginning of the present century, Bill Bowls was pressed, and sent to sea; And conveyed on board ...
Alas! England now mourns for her poet that's gone- The late and the good Lord Tennyson. I hope his soul ...
'Twas in the year of 1874, and on New Year's Day, The British Army landed at Elmina without dismay, And ...
Once in a while a curious weed unknown to me, Needing a name from my books; Once in a while ...
We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast, Who but sips of a sweet, and then ...
Daughter to that good Earl, one President Of England's Council and her Treasury, Who lived in both unstained with gold ...
My valiant fight! For I call it valiant, With my father's beliefs from old Virginia: Hating slavery, but no less ...
I saw a little elephant standing in my garden, I said 'You don't belong in here', he said 'I beg ...
Nay, nay, sweet England, do not grieve! Not one of these poor men who died But did within his soul ...
Early March. The cold beach deserted. My kids home in a bare house, bundled up and listening to rock music ...
(Note: - Pocahontas is buried at Gravesend, England.) "Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in ...
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