Poetry, Volume 20Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1922 - American poetry |
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... I - III Moon , Cautious , Apparition Sailor , Barney Insight , Jock , Stars Meinself Rosenthal , A. A .: Syncrasy Russmann , Helen C .: Fantasy 142 143 144 145 146 147 197 136 Ryan , Katheryn White : TWO POEMS : Moonlight , [ v ]
... I - III Moon , Cautious , Apparition Sailor , Barney Insight , Jock , Stars Meinself Rosenthal , A. A .: Syncrasy Russmann , Helen C .: Fantasy 142 143 144 145 146 147 197 136 Ryan , Katheryn White : TWO POEMS : Moonlight , [ v ]
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... Garden of Bright Waters , and Colored Stars , by E. Powys Mathers Notes Books Received 346 • 57 , 115 , 172 , 233 , 291 , 349 58 , 116 , 174 , 234 , 292 , 350 How I wish that some English paper had anything like [ viii ]
... Garden of Bright Waters , and Colored Stars , by E. Powys Mathers Notes Books Received 346 • 57 , 115 , 172 , 233 , 291 , 349 58 , 116 , 174 , 234 , 292 , 350 How I wish that some English paper had anything like [ viii ]
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... star , Throbbed the ache and passion Of an old guitar . Life closed behind us Like a swinging gate , Leaving us unfettered And emancipate ; Confidants of Destiny , Intimates of Fate . I could only cower Silent , while the night ...
... star , Throbbed the ache and passion Of an old guitar . Life closed behind us Like a swinging gate , Leaving us unfettered And emancipate ; Confidants of Destiny , Intimates of Fate . I could only cower Silent , while the night ...
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... stars were gone , I arose exultant , Like a man new - born . But my friend and master , Heavy - limbed and spent , Turned , as one must turn at last From the sacrament ; And his eyes were deep with God's Burning discontent . THE SEA ...
... stars were gone , I arose exultant , Like a man new - born . But my friend and master , Heavy - limbed and spent , Turned , as one must turn at last From the sacrament ; And his eyes were deep with God's Burning discontent . THE SEA ...
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... stars , The virgin silver of the moon ! It must be well to hear The broken song of trampled dust , The long ... star ! Henry Bellamann TWO POEMS RECORDITION I have hailed you . Out of [ 15 ]
... stars , The virgin silver of the moon ! It must be well to hear The broken song of trampled dust , The long ... star ! Henry Bellamann TWO POEMS RECORDITION I have hailed you . Out of [ 15 ]
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Page 208 - The loathsome mask has fallen, the man remains Sceptreless, free, uncircumscribed, but man Equal, unclassed, tribeless, and nationless, Exempt from awe, worship, degree, the king Over himself; just, gentle, wise: but man Passionless; no, yet free from guilt or pain, Which were, for his will made or suffered them, Nor yet exempt, tho...
Page 208 - ... Exempt from awe, worship, degree, the king Over himself; just, gentle, wise: but man Passionless? — no, yet free from guilt or pain. Which were, for his will made or suffered them, Nor yet exempt, though ruling them like slaves, From chance, and death, and mutability, The clogs of that which else might oversoar The loftiest star of unascended heaven, Pinnacled dim in the intense inane.
Page 212 - I would fain Be what it is my destiny to be, The saviour and the strength of suffering man, Or sink into the original gulf of things: There is no agony, and no solace left ; Earth can console. Heaven can torment no more.
Page 217 - To Waken An Old Lady Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze. Gaining and failing they are buffeted by a dark wind — But what? On harsh weedstalks the flock has rested, the snow is covered with broken seedhusks and the wind tempered by a shrill piping of plenty.
Page 208 - Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many - they are few.
Page 210 - Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present; the words which express what they understand not; the trumpets which sing to battle, and feel not what they inspire; the influence which is moved not, but moves. Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
Page 218 - I lived with my husband. The plumtree is white today with masses of flowers. Masses of flowers load the cherry branches and color some bushes yellow and some red but the grief in my heart is stronger than they for though they were my joy formerly, today I notice them and turned away forgetting.
Page 153 - THE FARMER'S BRIDE Three Summers since I chose a maid, Too young maybe — but more's to do At harvest-time than bide and woo. When us was wed she turned afraid Of love and me and all things human; Like the shut of a winter's day. Her smile went out, and Wasn'ta woman — More like a little frightened fay. One night, in the Fall, she runned away. "Out 'mong the sheep, her be...
Page 153 - As well as most, but like a mouse: Happy enough to chat and play With birds and rabbits and such as they, So long as men-folk keep away. 'Not near, not near!
Page 210 - Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.