An Anthology of World PoetryMark Van Doren Harcourt, Brace, 1989 - 1467 sider |
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Side 57
... things Are snakes like kings . Uneven , rough , And high enough- Yet low folk roam Their flanks as home , And wild things haunt Them , hungry , gaunt— In all these things Are hills like kings . The things that claw , and the things that ...
... things Are snakes like kings . Uneven , rough , And high enough- Yet low folk roam Their flanks as home , And wild things haunt Them , hungry , gaunt— In all these things Are hills like kings . The things that claw , and the things that ...
Side 354
... thing abides ; but all things flow . Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know and name them . By degrees They melt , and are no more the things we know . II Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I 354 LATIN ...
... thing abides ; but all things flow . Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know and name them . By degrees They melt , and are no more the things we know . II Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I 354 LATIN ...
Side 356
... things are their form- And these in combination , even as bees , Not singly but combined , make up the swarm : IX ... things as taste and sound and sight . XIII So without these we all in vain shall try To find the thing that gives them ...
... things are their form- And these in combination , even as bees , Not singly but combined , make up the swarm : IX ... things as taste and sound and sight . XIII So without these we all in vain shall try To find the thing that gives them ...
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arms bear beauty behold beloved beneath birds body breast bright bring clouds comes dark dead dear death deep desire door doth dream drink dust earth eyes face fair fall fear feet field fire flowers give gods gold gone grace green hair hand happy hast hath head hear heart Heaven hills hope kings kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord mind moon morning mountains move never night once pain pass peace poor rest rise river rose round seek sing sleep song soul speak spring stand stars stream strength sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought trees turn unto voice waters waves weep wild wind wine wings young youth