
Robert Nichols
Seventeen
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,
All shadows joyfuller than lissom
Doubled in chasing, all exultant
That ever flung fierce mist and eddying
The Philosophers Oration A Fauns Holiday
Meanwhile, though nations in distress Cower at a comet's loveliness Shaken across the midnight sky;
Though the wind roars, and Victory,
A virgin fierce, on vans of gold Stoops through the cloud's white smother rolled Over the armies' sho...
Evenstar
Evenstar, still
If this twilight thou dost
On a more unhappy head,
On tears lonelier than mine,
The Flower Of Flame
AS round the cliff I came
The whole bay bared its blaze to me;
Loud sang the wind, the wild sun
The tumbled clouds fled scattering on,
The Sprig of Lime
He lay, and those who watched him were
To see unheralded beneath the
Twin tears, new-gathered at the price of pain,
Start and at once run crookedly
The Assault
The beating of the guns grows louder
"Not long, boys, now
"My heart burns whiter, fearfuller, prouder;
Hurricanes
Battery Moving Up to a New Position from Rest CampDawn
Not a sign of life we
In any square close-shuttered
That flanks the road we amble
Toward far trenches through the town
The Prophetic Bards Oration From A Fauns Holiday
'Be warned
I feel the world grow old,
And off Olympus fades the gold Of the simple passionate sun;
And the Gods wither one by one;
Night Rhapsody
How beautiful it is to wake at night, When over all there reigns the ultimate spell Of complete silence, darkness absolute, To feel the world, tilted on axle-tree, In slow gyration, with no sensible sound, Unless to ears of unimagined beings, Resi...
The Nocturne Address to the Sunset
Exquisite stillness
What
Of earth and air
How bright atop the
The Pilgrim
Put by the sun my joyful soul,
We are for darkness that is whole;
Put by the wine, now for long
We must be thirsty with salt tears;
The Approach
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In the Grass:
Halt by the
In my tired, helpless bodyI feel my sunk heart ache;