Despondency (Charles Frederick White Poems)
I care not how soon I leave here;Leave this cruel, lonely world:I've a longing to depart toWhere the flag of ...
I care not how soon I leave here;Leave this cruel, lonely world:I've a longing to depart toWhere the flag of ...
So aloof, so meek in your ways,Now you're fire, you're pure combustion.Only let me lock up your beautyDeep, deep down ...
Who travels alone with his eye on the heights,Though he laughs in the daytime, oft weeps through the nights;For courage ...
(Being the second idyl to an idle idol.)Lady in the blue kimono, May we write of you again?Do not hand ...
I read that he lost a suitcase full of manuscripts on atrain and that they never were recovered.I can't match ...
Even God has called it a day.The streets of Tuxtla are emptylike the bottles of white rumafter the party.Crickets hum ...
Lucy, you brightness of our sphere, who are Life of the Muses' day, their morning star! If works, ...
Scented soap and lily handsA long farewell to you!I'm away to foreign landsWith a hard-case crew.Luck to you, my gemmy ...
Flushed with fancies, I bethought me,"Into music I will set them,Like a pearl into its settingOf the finest golden fretting;Never ...
Let's say that on the corner there is a man.That today his son spread out his armsin a dream in ...
The idea danced before us as a flag;The sound of martial music;The thrill of carrying a gun;Advancement in the world ...
About three months ago, when firstUpon our open, unprotectedAnd freezing garden snowstorms burstIn sudden fury, I reflectedThat I would shut ...
I would wake the shell And lull my senses to forgetfulness With its sweet melody.- Unpublished Poem. Oh pardon for ...
The greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years ...
CROSSING KANSAS BY TRAIN The telephone poles Have been holding their Arms out A long time now To birds That ...
Poem Faithful to your commands, o consciousness, o Beating wings, I studiedthe roses and the muses of reality,the deceptions and ...
I am ill today but I am nottoo ill. I am not ill at all.It is a perfect day, warmfor ...
Yes, I shall swear by you, my verse,I shall wheeze out, before I swoon:You're not a tenor's shape and voice,You're ...
Today my mother and sisterscame to see me.I had been alone a long timewith my poems, my pride . . ...
Oh Poetry, oh rarest spirit of all That dwell within the compass of the mind, Forsake ...
Resign'd to live, prepar'd to die, With not one sin, but poetry,This day Tom's fair account has run(Without a blot) ...
If I should quit thee, sacrifice, forswear, To what, my art, shall I give thee in keeping? To the long ...
When I want a shapeful dream I write poetry, And when I want a dreamlike shape I paint; When I ...
Grant me just one summer, powerful ones, And just one autumn for ripe songs, That my heart, ...
Whose footprint is that paulonia leaf That drops softly, rousing ripples in the windless air? whose face is that blue ...
Since the disorders in Henan and the famine in Guannei, my brothers and sisters have been scattered. Looking at the ...
Poems are holy things. Eternal Truth, Borrowing the robes of song and lovely grown, In them her glory unto man ...
WHY do I make no poems? Good my friend Now is there silence through the summer woods, In whose green ...
AS I sat, to sift my dreaming To the meet and needed word, Came a merry Interruption With insistence to ...
Myrtie, you weep that the bard has neglected you, Passed you, forgotten you, let you alone.Bless you, Myrtilla, I never ...
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