Elegy XX To His Mistress Going to Bed
Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labor,
I in labor lie
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labor,
I in labor lie
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Here take my picture; though I bid
Thine, in my heart, where my soul dwells, shall dwell
'Tis like me now, but I dead, 'twill be
When we are shadows both, than 'twas before
Those twenty-six letters filling the blackboard Compose the dark, compose The illiterate summer sky & its stars as they appear One by one, above the schoolyard
If the soul had a written history, nothing would have happened:
A bird wo...
Now that the Summer of Love has become the moss of
And the shadowy mouths of tunnels & all the tunnels lead into the city,
I'm going to put the one largely forgotten, swaying figure of Ediesto
Right in front of you so you can wa...
Vere I to leave no more then a good friend,
Or but to hear the summons to my end, (Which I have long'd for) I could then with ease Attire my grief in words, and so appease That passion in my bosom, which outgrowes The language of strict verse...
HE smell of birds' nests faintly burning Is autumn
In the autumn I came Where spring had used me better, To the clear red pebbles and the men of stone And foundered beetles, to the broken Meleager And thousands of white circles drifting past,...
Jefferson Davis:
No more the white refulgent streets
Never the dry hollows of the
Shall he in fine courtesy
Too proud to die; broken and blind he
The darkest way, and did not turn away,
A cold kind man brave in his narrow
On that darkest day,
Oh destiny of Borgesto have sailed across the diverse seas of the worldor across that single and solitary sea of diversenames, to have been a part of Edinburgh, of Zurich, of thetwo Cordobas, of Colombia and of Texas, to have returned at the end o...
for C
M
Now that we’re alone we can talk prince man to man though you lie on the stairs and see no more than a dead ant nothing but black sun with broken rays I could never think of your hands without smiling and now that they lie on the...
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too,
Have seal'd thy love which nothing should undo,
Yea though thou fall back, that
Confirm thy love; yet much, much I fear thee
By our first strange and fatal interview,
By all desires which thereof did ensue,
By our long starving hopes, by that
Which my words masculine persuasive