Into the silver night
She brought with her pale hand
The topaz lanthorn-light,
And darted splendour o’er the land;
Around her in a band,
Ringstraked and pied, the great soft moths came flying,
And flapping with their mad wings, fann’d
The flickering flame, ascending, falling, dying.
Friday, 30 September 2011
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Sonnet 22 - Elizabeth Barrett Browning
When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
The Vanity of This World - Andreas Gryphius
Look anywhere you will, the Earth is empty show.
What someone builds today, another soon tears down;
Where now a city stands will be a grassy mound,
A place that only shepherds grazing their flocks will know.
What someone builds today, another soon tears down;
Where now a city stands will be a grassy mound,
A place that only shepherds grazing their flocks will know.
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Meeting at Night - Robert Browning
The gray sea and the long black land;
Monday, 26 September 2011
Ossian Sang - Domhnull mac Fhionnlaidh
Sweet is the voice in the land of gold,
And sweeter the music of birds that soar,
When the cry of the heron is heard on the wold,
And the waves break softly on Bundatrore.
And sweeter the music of birds that soar,
When the cry of the heron is heard on the wold,
And the waves break softly on Bundatrore.
Sunday, 25 September 2011
Christ in creation - Joseph Mary Plunkett
I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
Saturday, 24 September 2011
Korosta Katzina Song - Anonymous (Hopi Indian)
Yellow butterflies,
Over the blossoming virgin corn,
With pollen-painted faces
Chase one another in brilliant throng.
Over the blossoming virgin corn,
With pollen-painted faces
Chase one another in brilliant throng.
Friday, 23 September 2011
The Heart of Auss - John M Wenitong
I've seen the Rock at the break of day
And it seems so right for a place to stay
A place in Law to live love and pass away
For the people of my Dreaming
And it seems so right for a place to stay
A place in Law to live love and pass away
For the people of my Dreaming
Thursday, 22 September 2011
To Rosemounde - Geoffrey Chaucer
Ma dame, ye ben of al beaute shryne
As fer as cercled is the mapamonde;
For as the cristall glorious ye shyne,
And lyke ruby ben your chekys rounde.
Therwyth ye ben so mery and so iocunde
That at a reuell whan that I se you dance,
It is an oynement vnto my wounde,
Thoght ye to me ne do no daliance.
As fer as cercled is the mapamonde;
For as the cristall glorious ye shyne,
And lyke ruby ben your chekys rounde.
Therwyth ye ben so mery and so iocunde
That at a reuell whan that I se you dance,
It is an oynement vnto my wounde,
Thoght ye to me ne do no daliance.
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
Fire runs through my body - Anonymous
Fire runs through my body with the pain of loving you,
pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you.
pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you.
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