It rests me to be among beautiful women
Why should one always lie about such matters?
7 lines
The thought of what America would be like
If the Classics had a wide circulation
16 lines
En robe de parade. Samain
Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall
14 lines
Sing we for love and idleness,
Naught else is worth the having.
8 lines
When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
I am compelled to conclude
5 lines
O generation of the thoroughly smug
and thoroughly uncomfortable,
10 lines
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
2 lines
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman -
I have detested you long enough.
9 lines, 2 comments
No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately.
I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness,
14 lines
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
29 lines, 1 comment
Come, or the stellar tide will slip away.
Eastward avoid the hour of its decline,
15 lines
This is another of our ancient loves.
Pass and be silent, Rullus, for the day
4 lines
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
10 lines, 10 comments
Come, my songs, let us express our baser passions.
Let us express our envy for the man with a steady job and no worry about the future.
19 lines
O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves,
Give me in due time, I beseech you, a little tobacco-shop,
17 lines
By the North Gate, the wind blows full of sand,
Lonely from the beginning of time until now!
25 lines
Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea,
London has swept about you this score years
30 lines
Go, dumb-born book,
Tell her that sang me once that song of Lawes:
26 lines
Italian Campagna 1309, the open road
Bah! I have sung women in three cities,
58 lines
Be in me as the eternal moods
of the bleak wind, and not
14 lines
O fan of white silk,
clear as frost on the grass-blade,
3 lines, 1 comment
For three years, out of key with his time,
He strove to resuscitate the dead art
99 lines
All the while they were talking the new morality
Her eyes explored me.
5 lines, 1 comment
Come, let us pity those who are better off than we are.
Come, my friend, and remember
11 lines
Blue mountains to the north of the walls,
White river winding about them;
9 lines
The jewelled steps are already quite white with dew,
It is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings,
4 lines
And then went down to the ship,
Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and
76 lines
For the seven lakes, and by no man these verses:
Rain; empty river; a voyage,
47 lines
Towards the Noel that morte saison
(Christ make the shepherds' homage dear!)
28 lines
Lady of rich allure,
Queen of the spring's embrace,
33 lines
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