The Old Huntsman: And Other PoemsDutton, 1918 - 109 psl. |
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... wings ; And , stung to rage by his own darting fires , Reaches with grappling coils from town to town ; He lusts to break the loveliness of spires , And hurls their martyred music toppling down . Yet , though the slain are homeless as ...
... wings ; And , stung to rage by his own darting fires , Reaches with grappling coils from town to town ; He lusts to break the loveliness of spires , And hurls their martyred music toppling down . Yet , though the slain are homeless as ...
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... wings flicker'd in his head . The end of sunset burning thro ' the boughs Died in a smear of red ; exhausted hours Cumber'd , and ugly sorrows hemmed him in . He thought : " Somewhere there's thunder , " as he strove To shake off dread ...
... wings flicker'd in his head . The end of sunset burning thro ' the boughs Died in a smear of red ; exhausted hours Cumber'd , and ugly sorrows hemmed him in . He thought : " Somewhere there's thunder , " as he strove To shake off dread ...
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... wings The moment passed : he stood Dazzled with blossom in the swaying wood ; Then he remembered how , through all swift things , This mortal scene stands built of memories , - Shaped by the wise Who gazed in breathing wonderment , And ...
... wings The moment passed : he stood Dazzled with blossom in the swaying wood ; Then he remembered how , through all swift things , This mortal scene stands built of memories , - Shaped by the wise Who gazed in breathing wonderment , And ...
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... until my song be done , ( For he's too proud ) , before the face of the sun . So one did sing , and the other breathed a story ; Then both took wing , and the sun stepped forth in glory . A Poplar and the Moon THERE stood a Poplar , 85.
... until my song be done , ( For he's too proud ) , before the face of the sun . So one did sing , and the other breathed a story ; Then both took wing , and the sun stepped forth in glory . A Poplar and the Moon THERE stood a Poplar , 85.
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... wings , your surge and gleam , Drown me in quivering brightness : let me fade In the warm , rustling music of the hours That guard your ancient wisdom , till my dream Moves with the chant and whisper of the glade . Wisdom · WHEN Wisdom ...
... wings , your surge and gleam , Drown me in quivering brightness : let me fade In the warm , rustling music of the hours That guard your ancient wisdom , till my dream Moves with the chant and whisper of the glade . Wisdom · WHEN Wisdom ...
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arms birds blind blossom blue blundered boughs brain breath breeze cloud Conscripts crowned dark David Cleek dawn dead death dream Dryads evermore eyes face fade feet fight flare flowers France gaze ghost Gibbet gleaming glimmering glinting gloom glory glug golden green grey groping Hallelujah he'd head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill hounds hueless lark legs light listen lonely looked Lord madrigal meadows misty moon morning Morning Glory Morning-Land never night Nimrod Noah Old Huntsman pennons pipe Poplar rain Rapture remembered road round roundelay Saracen's Head scent shines shout silence silver sing sleep slow sludge snore soldiers song South Wind stand stared stars stir stood stooped storm stream sweet there's things thought To-day trees trench triumph twixt voice watch weald What's whispering whistling wings wink wondered wood wound young