PoemsMacmillan, 1917 - 64 pagine |
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64-66 Fifth Avenue babble-wren baby BABYLON BEGGAR bells and grass BELLS OF HEAVEN blind And blind breastless BRIDE Bulls and cows burst Castle-bells and Fare-ye-wells Cinnamon COMPANY Publishers 64-66 cows a thousand cried dear dish of sweet EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON flower forest beautiful GHOUL GIPSY GIRL goldfinch singing greenwood grey happy days haycock heard herd hill HONOUR The song JOURNEYMAN LAST ROOK Ledoux's leopard lion lips loathly bird Stationed Lollingdon Downs lung and tongue MACMILLAN COMPANY Publishers Masefield Merlin morning night numbers old gipsy penny for three Picture Pity PLAYMATES poems poet Poetry Publishers 64-66 Fifth ring Road to Castaly ROBINSON'S NEW BOOK round ROYAL MAILS shining Singing birds skies snuffed song of fighters SONG OF HONOUR soul sprite stared stars STUPIDITY STREET thrust a bough tree Twas UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA wild thing WILFRID WILSON GIBSON wondering world's gone Yzdra
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Pagina 4 - ... Festoon you with may. Time, you old gipsy, Why hasten away? Last week in Babylon, Last night in Rome, Morning, and in the crush Under Paul's dome; Under Paul's dial You tighten your rein — Only a moment, And off once again ; Off to some city Now blind in the womb, Off to another Ere that's in the tomb. Time, you old gipsy man, Will you not stay, Put up your caravan Just for one day?
Pagina 22 - The twitter of a mouse among Melodious greenery, The ruby's and the rainbow's song. The nightingale's — all three. The song of life that wells and flows From every leopard, lark and rose And everything that gleams or goes Lack-lustre in the sea I heard it all, each, every note Of every lung and tongue and throat, Ay, every rhythm and rhyme Of everything that lives and loves And upward, ever upward moves From lowly to sublime! Earth's multitudinous Sons of Light, I heard them lift their lyric might...
Pagina 32 - Come out who dares ! And all beheld a bull, a Bull, And knew that here was surely one That backed for no bull, fearing none. And the leader of the herd Looked and saw, and beat the ground, And shook the forest with his sound, Bellowed at the loathly bird Stationed always in the skies, Waiting for the flesh that dies.
Pagina 21 - I stood and stared; the sky was lit, The sky was stars all over it, I stood, I knew not why, Without a wish, without a will, I stood upon that silent hill And stared into the sky...
Pagina 12 - I climbed a hill as light fell short, And rooks came home in scramble sort, And filled the trees and flapped and fought And sang themselves to sleep; An owl from nowhere with no sound Swung by and soon was nowhere found, I heard him calling half-way round, Holloing loud and deep; A pair of stars, faint pins of light...
Pagina 33 - And she turned and ran to him Blaring at the loathly bird Stationed always in the skies, Waiting for the flesh that dies. Dreaming maybe of a day When her drained and drying paps Turned him to the sweets and saps, Richer fountains by the way, And she left the bull she bore And he looked to her no more ; And his little frame grew stout, And his little legs grew strong, And the way was not so long; And his little horns came out, And he played at butting trees And boulder-stones and tortoises, Joined...
Pagina 30 - In the forest beautiful. Bravely by his fall he came; One he led, a bull of blood Newly come to lustihood, Fought and put his prince to shame, Snuffed and pawed the prostrate head Tameless even while it bled. There they left him, every one, Left him there without a lick, Left him for the birds to pick, Left him there for carrion, Vilely from their bosom cast Wisdom, worth and love at last. When the lion left his lair And roared his beauty through the hills, And the vultures pecked their quills And...
Pagina 14 - Ah! some wild lovesick singing bird Woke singing in the trees? The nightingale and babble-wren Were in the English greenwood then, And you heard one of these? The babble-wren and nightingale Sang in the Abyssinian vale That season of the year! Yet, true enough, I heard them plain, I heard them both again, again, As sharp and sweet and clear As if the Abyssinian tree Had thrust a bough across the sea, Had thrust a bough across to me With music tor my ear!
Pagina 29 - Cranes and gaudy parrots go Up and down the burning sky: Tree-top cats purr drowsily In the dim-day- green below ; And troops of monkeys, nutting, some, All disputing, go and come. And things abominable sit Picking offal, buck or swine: On the mess and over it Burnished flies and beetles shine, And spiders big as bladders lie Under hemlocks ten foot high. And a dotted serpent curled Round and round and round a tree, Yellowing its greenery, Keeps a watch on all the world, All the world and this old...
Pagina 14 - I heard the universal choir, The Sons of Light exalt their Sire With universal song, Earth's lowliest and loudest notes, Her million times ten million throats Exalt Him loud and long...