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Leon Gellert's Poetry, by first line

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  • Yes, I have slain, and taken moving life
    From bodies. Yea! And laughed upon the taking;
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Upon the threshold, red-eyed Murder stands,
    Fresh from his slaughter-house of human meat,
    14 lines
  • The night has come,, I feel the desert dew,
    I lie in Afric's sands
    10 lines
  • The world rolls wet with blood,
    and the skinny hand of Death
    12 lines
  • He lies forgotten 'neath the watching skies,
    the blood upon his bayonet scarlet bright;
    15 lines, 2 comments
  • Grey nights in the wind,
    And the grey-faced dead.
    12 lines
  • When my poor body died,--Alas!
    I watched it topple down a hill
    10 lines, 2 comments
  • Do you remember how we crept
    Across out bedroom to our bed,
    12 lines
  • "I wear a cross of bronze," he said,
    "and men have told me I was brave."
    12 lines
  • He lingers in the lazy grass
    And talks of loneliness with trees,
    9 lines
  • Swift with the dawn she rises, quick and cold,
    Rattling the pebbles with her silver shoon,
    9 lines, 3 comments
  • Uplift thy lyre, and touch the tender strings;
    But leave unsung the epics of thy land
    16 lines
  • "That just reminds me of a yarn," he said;
    And look for the body of Lofty Lane
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • A moon upon a moonlit sea
    To me thou art;
    22 lines
  • A red-roofed house is shining to the skies;
    A house red-roofed and brilliant in  the wind:
    13 lines
  • A silver cry is calling from a height
    Leaving the awful pause that follows song,
    14 lines
  • A  Cross is slanting ‘tween two withered trees -
    I saw him first in peace, amid a crowd
    15 lines
  • Again the clash is East, the Gates are barred.
    The rolling echoes of of Troy arise
    14 lines
  • And now that you are dead, - If I should die
    Upon this ground,
    19 lines
  • Be still. The bleeding night is in suspense
    Of watchful agony and coloured thought,
    14 lines
  • Beside the doors of a keen-lighted hall
    I paused, and quite by chance
    19 lines
  • Come in and tread thou quietly
    Within the duskiness.
    150 lines
  • Come not to me with loveliness
    Across the crying hill;
    14 lines
  • Every night I sleep,
    And every night I dream
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Everything seems lost and gone.
    The world seems void; and I alone
    70 lines
  • Go, false dawn, that cometh as a child
    With yellow curls!
    32 lines
  • He lay within a neat white-sheeted bed,
    And stared at distance with his wide young eyes:-
    10 lines
  • He pauses on his way, and gazing back
    across the desert ways of splintered steel
    14 lines
  • He totters round and dangles those odd shapes
    That were his legs. His eyes are never dim.
    14 lines
  • Head-bowed I stood before the Gates of
    God,
    39 lines
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