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| Search results for: p | Found 8786 Poems |
| 5021. | Faure's Second Piano Quartet by James Schuyler | | On a day like this the rain comes
down in fat and random drops among
the ailanthus leaves---"the tree
of Heaven"---the leaves that on moon-
lit ni... |
| 5022. | The Swan At Edgewater Park by Ruth L. Schwartz | | Isn't one of your prissy richpeoples' swans
Wouldn't be at home on some pristine pond
Chooses the whole stinking shoreline, candy wrappers, condoms
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| 5023. | At the Tomb of Napoleon by Alan Seeger | | I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame,
Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast,
Now glows far off as storm-clouds overpast
Glow in the sunse... |
| 5024. | After an Epigram of Clement Marot by Alan Seeger | | The lad I was I longer now
Nor am nor shall be evermore.
Spring's lovely blossoms from my brow
Have shed their petals on the floor.
Thou, Love... |
| 5025. | Champagne, 1914-15 by Alan Seeger | | In the glad revels, in the happy fetes,
When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled
With the sweet wine of France that concentrates
Th... |
| 5026. | On the Cliffs, Newport by Alan Seeger | | Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o'er
Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom
A savor steals from linden trees in bloom
And garden... |
| 5027. | Paris by Alan Seeger | | First, London, for its myriads; for its height,
Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite;
But Paris for the smoothness of the paths
That lead the... |
| 5028. | The Nympholept by Alan Seeger | | There was a boy -- not above childish fears --
With steps that faltered now and straining ears,
Timid, irresolute, yet dauntless still,
Who one ... |
| 5029. | The Sultan's Palace by Alan Seeger | | My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face,
As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright;
As in their flesh inheres the impulse to embrace... |
| 5030. | Virginibus Puerisque . . . by Alan Seeger | | I care not that one listen if he lives
For aught but life's romance, nor puts above
All life's necessities the need to love,
Nor counts his grea... |
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