Poems
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A Ballad of the Ranks
"Who carries the gun?" / A lad from London town. / We'll let him go, for well we know … -
A Ballad of Trees and the Master
Into the woods my Master went, / Clean forspent, forspent. / Into the woods my Master came, … -
A Ballade of Islands
I would I had been island-born. / I dearly love things insular: / The coral bed, the quaint bazaar, … -
A Bard’s Epitaph
Is there a whim-inspirèd fool, / Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, / Owre blate 1 to seek, owre proud to snool; 2 … -
À Barthélemy
Le génie est un aigle et ton vol nous l’atteste ! / (Lamartine) / À voir Barthélemy ainsi courbé sur son œuvre, J’ai souvent … -
A Beam of Light
A Beam of light, from the infinite depths of the midnight sky, / Painted with infinite love a star in a convict’s eye; / When, lo! the ghosts of his sins were afraid and fled with a curse, … -
À Bébé
Vénus teignit la rose blanche / De son sang, divine liqueur : / Du nectar que ta fleur épanche … -
A Bee his burnished Carriage
A Bee his burnished Carriage / Drove boldly to a Rose — / Combinedly alighting — … -
A Belated Violet
Very dark the autumn sky, / Dark the clouds that hurried by; / Very rough the autumn breeze … -
A Believer's Shroud
I saw a Moslem work upon his shroud alone, / With earnest care, even as the silk-worms weave their own. / In his illness it always near his bedside lay, …
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