Poetry, Volume 9Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1917 |
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Pagina 45
... green trees ! Blue and cool : Blue , tremulously , Blow faint puffs of smoke Across sombre pools ; The damp green smell of rotted wood ; And a heron that cries from out the water . The Green Symphony likewise , though tonally not so per ...
... green trees ! Blue and cool : Blue , tremulously , Blow faint puffs of smoke Across sombre pools ; The damp green smell of rotted wood ; And a heron that cries from out the water . The Green Symphony likewise , though tonally not so per ...
Pagina 46
... green black torrent Scarlet leaves . But , except always for the first and third symphonies , Mr. Fletcher goes , in these poems , where I , for one , find it irksome to follow . It is not that he loses the gist in the image , as some ...
... green black torrent Scarlet leaves . But , except always for the first and third symphonies , Mr. Fletcher goes , in these poems , where I , for one , find it irksome to follow . It is not that he loses the gist in the image , as some ...
Pagina 75
... green , is green ! Tell me , my lover , how livest thou , when never my face is seen ? " " Out in the fields , down - beaten , [ 75 ]
... green , is green ! Tell me , my lover , how livest thou , when never my face is seen ? " " Out in the fields , down - beaten , [ 75 ]
Pagina 78
... Of warriors , dark , green - crested , To whom the snows Are only wine and trumpets , To whom the winds Are only battle . The Wave Symphon III THE WAVE SYMPHONY A Screen by [ 78 ] POETRY : A Magazine of Verse Pines on a Mountain.
... Of warriors , dark , green - crested , To whom the snows Are only wine and trumpets , To whom the winds Are only battle . The Wave Symphon III THE WAVE SYMPHONY A Screen by [ 78 ] POETRY : A Magazine of Verse Pines on a Mountain.
Pagina 80
... green hills . About their shoulders Silver mists cling . Slowly the gigantic Face of the Buddha In massive presence Looks over the hills . Tranquil his brow , unsmiling his lips ; Filling the whole sky with his haloes of glory , He ...
... green hills . About their shoulders Silver mists cling . Slowly the gigantic Face of the Buddha In massive presence Looks over the hills . Tranquil his brow , unsmiling his lips ; Filling the whole sky with his haloes of glory , He ...
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