I Am In Front of This Feminine Land
Like a child in front of the fire
Smiling vaguely with tears in my eyes…
Smiling vaguely with tears in my eyes…
Literature
Barberries
You say I touch the barberries
As a lover his mistress?
What a curious fancy!…
As a lover his mistress?
What a curious fancy!…
Anne Rutledge
Out of me unworthy and unknown
The vibrations of deathless music;
“With malice toward none,…
The vibrations of deathless music;
“With malice toward none,…
Above the Clouds
’Mid white Sierras, that slope to the sea,
Lie turbulent lands. Go dwell in the…
Lie turbulent lands. Go dwell in the…
Epitaph on Shakspeare
What needs my Shakespeare for his honored bones,
The labor of an age in pilèd…
The labor of an age in pilèd…
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma…
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma…
Lines Written on Hearing the News of the Death of Napoleon
What! alive and so bold, O Earth?
Art thou not over-bold?
What! leapest thou forth…
Art thou not over-bold?
What! leapest thou forth…
Hymn To The Night
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls!
I saw…
Sweep through her marble halls!
I saw…