The Tournament (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Joust First. I. Bright shone the lists, blue bent the skies, And the knights still hurried amain To the tournament ...
Joust First. I. Bright shone the lists, blue bent the skies, And the knights still hurried amain To the tournament ...
If the shoe fell from the other foot who would hear? If the door opened onto a pure darkness and ...
The Youth speaks: -: "Why do you seek the sun In your bubble-crown ascending? Your chariot ...
My soul is sailing through the sea, But the Past is heavy and hindereth me. The Past hath crusted cumbrous ...
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each ...
On the road to nowhere What wild oats did you sow When you left your father's house With your cheeks ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
In o'er-strict calyx lingering, Lay music's bud too long unblown, Till thou, Beethoven, breathed the spring: Then bloomed the perfect ...
In Lake Forest, a suburb of Chicago, a woman sits at her desk to write me a letter. She holds ...
Are these your presences, my clan from Heaven? Are these your hands upon my wounded soul? Mine own, mine own, ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
from St. Ambrose He fears the tiger standing in his way. The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls. ...
(A Negro Sermon.) Once, in a night as black as ink, She drove him out when he would not drink. ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
The stone says "Coors" The gay carpet says "Camels" Spears of dried grass The little sticks the children gathered The ...
Would I might rouse the Lincoln in you all, That which is gendered in the wilderness From lonely prairies and ...
I. The storm that snapped our fate's one ship in twain Hath blown my half o' the wreck from thine ...
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted Noon That liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills, In languid palpitation, half a-swoon With ...
I LOOK on the specious electrical light Blatant, mechanical, crawling and white, Wickedly red or malignantly green Like the beads ...
Thou wilt not sentence to eternal life My soul that prays that it may sleep and sleep Like a white ...
Between Dawn and Sunrise. Were silver pink, and had a soul, Which soul were shy, which shyness might A visible ...
HUNGRY for music with a desperate hunger I prowled abroad, I threaded through the town; The evening crowd was clamoring ...
AN ARGUMENT FOR THE MAINTENANCE OF PEACE AND GOODWILL WITH THE JAPANESE PEOPLE Glossary for the uninstructed and the hasty: ...
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
Forever nameless Forever unknwon Forever unconceived Forever unrepresented yet forever felt in the soul. (David Herbert Lawrence)
I I hate this yoke; for the world's sake here put it on: Knowing 'twill weigh as much on you ...
Look you, I'll go pray, My shame is crying, My soul is gray and faint, My faith is dying. Look ...
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