As I Ebbd With the Ocean of Life
As I ebb'd with the ocean of life,
As I wended the shores I know,
As I walk'd where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,
Where they rustle up hoarse and sibilant,
As I ebb'd with the ocean of life,
As I wended the shores I know,
As I walk'd where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,
Where they rustle up hoarse and sibilant,
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With what sharp checks I in myself am shent,
When into Reason's audit I do go:
And by just counts myself a bankrupt know Of all the goods, which heav'n to me hath lent:
Unable quite to pay even Nature's rent,
Mes de rosas
Van mis rimasen ronda a la vasta selvaa recoger miel y aromasen las flores entreabiertas
Amada, ven
El gran bosquees nuestro templo; allí ondeay flota un santo perfumede amor
Ah, how I love it in these first few days,
Fresh from the forest and out of the snow,
Awkwardness obvious still in every bough,
When every silver thread lazily
After the final no there comes a
And on that yes the future world depends
No was the night
Yes is this present sun
You charm'd me not with that fair face Though it was all divine: To be another's is the grace, That makes me wish you mine
The Gods and Fortune take their part Who like young monarchs fight; And boldly dare invade that heart Which is another'...
Your midriff sags toward your knees;
your breast lie down in air,
their nipples as uninvolved
as warm starfish
Mi sombra va silenciosa por el agua de la acecia
Por mi sombra están las ranas privadas de las estrellas
La sombra manda a mi cuerpo reflejos de cosas quietas
Mi sombra va como inmenso cínife color violeta
The mad girl with the staring eyes and long white
Hooked in the stones of the wall,
The storm-wrack hair and screeching mouth: does it matter,
Cassandra,
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Seeds with wings, between earth and
Fluttering, flying; Seeds of a lily with blood-red core Breathing of myrrh and of giroflore:
Where winds drop them there must they lie,
Living or dying