The Jacquerie A Fragment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Four bright steel crosses, universal joints, plucked out of the burlap sack -- "the heart of the drive train," the ...
or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama. You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. De Lord, ...
The river rises and the rains keep coming. My Papa says it can't flood for the water can run away ...
"...his poems that no one reads anymore become dust, wind, nothing, like the insolent colored shirt he bought to die ...
At evening, sitting on this terrace, When the sun from the west, beyond Pisa, beyond the mountains of Carrara Departs, ...
Iron growing in the dark, it dreams all night long and will not work. A flower that hates God, a ...
The earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over The edge of the blue, and the ...
Is it long as a noodle or fat as an egg? Is it lumpy like a potato or ringed like ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of ...
Something has fallen wordlessly and holds still on the black driveway. You find it, like a jewel, among the empty ...
When she rises in the morning I linger to watch her; She spreads the bath-cloth underneath the window And the ...
Earth and water without form, change, or pause: as if the third day had not come, this calm norm of ...
Drop a pebble in the water, And its ripples reach out far; And the sunbeams dancing on them May reflect ...
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I ...
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