Dedicado
Title | Views | Replies | ||
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Aleister Crowley |
To A. D.
Across the sea that lies between us twain I gaze and see thee, exiled but as free... |
1.973 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Catullus |
To Asinius, On His Practical Jokes
Asinius, Marrucinian vile, Think you, when wine gives life to jest, 'Tis... |
2.516 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Guy Wetmore Carryl |
Paris
PARIS, 1901.
I knew when first I looked into her eyes, ... |
1.308 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Hymn to Jupiter
Whilst we to Jove immortal and divine, Perform the rites, and pour the ruddy wine;... |
2.033 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Hymn to Diana
Tho' great Apollo claim the poet's lyre, Yet cold neglect may tempt Diana... |
1.960 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Hymn to Delos
O when, my soul, wilt thou resound the praise Of Delos, nurse to Phoebus' infant-... |
2.301 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Hymn to Ceres
The basket swift-descending from the skies, Thus, thus, ye matrons, let your voices... |
2.229 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Hymn to Apollo
What force, what sudden impulse thus can make The laurel-branch, and all the temple... |
2.085 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
Heraclitus
They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to... |
2.058 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
The Death of Melanippus
This morning we beheld with streaming eyes The flames from Melanippus' body rise... |
1.833 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
The Death of Lycus
Not on the land could Lycus die, Nor in his native Naxos lie, But on the main... |
2.047 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Callimachus |
The Death of Heraclitus
I hear, O friend, the fatal news Of Heraclitus death. A sudden tear my cheek... |
2.075 | Mon,11-Jul-2011 | |
Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : To Orrick Johns
The tread-mill roar that ever tramps between The smirched geometries of this stern... |
1.762 | Sat,14-May-2011 | |
Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : To One Dead II
Shaking nights, noons tame and dust-quiet, and wind-broken days Were hands modelling... |
1.465 | Sat,14-May-2011 | |
Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : To One Dead
I walked upon a hill And the wind, made solemnly drunk with your presence, ... |
1.695 | Sat,14-May-2011 | |
Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : To Li T'ai Po
They are writing poems to you: White devils who have not Smeared the distant... |
1.339 | Sat,14-May-2011 | |
Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : To Georgie May
The ruins of your face were twined with youth. Vines of starlight questioned your... |
1.755 | Sat,14-May-2011 |