What Counsel Has the Hooded Moon : : By James Joyce ( 1882 – 1941 ) , Dublin Ireland : : What counsel has the hooded moonPut in thy heart, my shyly sweet,Of Love in ancient plenilune,Glory and stars beneath his feet — –A sage that is but kith and kinWith the comedian Capuchin? BelieveContinue reading “What Counsel Has The Hooded Moon : James Joyce : : Moon Poem : :”
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Evening : Friedrich von Schiller : ( Original German ) : English Translation : ( 1 ) : : Apollo , A narrative Video : ( 2 ) : Evening Poems : :
https://youtu.be/A36An9LymJ8 Der Abend Nach einem Gemälde Friedrich von Schiller Senke, strahlender Gott, die Fluren dürstenNach erquickendem Tau, der Mensch verschmachtet,Matter ziehen die Rosse,Senke den Wagen hinab.Siehe, wer aus des Meers kristallner WogeLieblich lächelnd dir winkt! Erkennt dein Herz sie?Rascher fliegen die Rosse,Tethys, die göttliche, winkt.Schnell vom Wagen herab in ihre ArmeSpringt der Führer, den ZaumContinue reading “Evening : Friedrich von Schiller : ( Original German ) : English Translation : ( 1 ) : : Apollo , A narrative Video : ( 2 ) : Evening Poems : :”
London in July : Amy Levy : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :
London In July : : by Amy Levy ( 1861 – 1889 ): What ails my senses thus to cheat?What is it ails the place,That all the people in the streetShould wear one woman’s face? The London trees are dusty-brownBeneath the summer sky;My love, she dwells in London town,Nor leaves it in July. O variousContinue reading “London in July : Amy Levy : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Earth! My Likeness! : Walt Whitman : : Earth Poems : :
EARTH, MY LIKENESS : : ( 1891 – 1892 ) Leaves Of Grass : : Walt Whitman : : : : EARTH, my likeness, 1Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there, 2I now suspect that is not all; 3I now suspect there is something fierce in you eligible to burst forth, 4For anContinue reading “Earth! My Likeness! : Walt Whitman : : Earth Poems : :”
Ah Moon – and Star! : Emily Dickinson : : Star Poems : :
Ah, Moon – and Star! Ah, Moon – and Star!You are very far –But – were no one farther than you –Do you think I’d stop for a firmament –Or a cubit – or so? I could borrow a Bonnet – of the Lark –And a Chamois’ Silver Boot –And a stirrup of an AntelopeContinue reading “Ah Moon – and Star! : Emily Dickinson : : Star Poems : :”
Bright Stars , Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art : John Keats : Sonnet : : Star Poems : :
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou artBY JOHN KEATSBright star, would I were stedfast as thou art— 1 Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night 2 And watching, with eternal lids apart, 3 Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,The moving waters at their priestlike task 5 Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,Continue reading “Bright Stars , Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art : John Keats : Sonnet : : Star Poems : :”
Unlike Are We, Unlike O Princely Heart ! : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : Death Poems : :
Sonnet 3: “Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!” : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : ( ) Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!Unlike our uses and our destinies.Our ministering two angels look surpriseOn one another, as they strike athwart Their wings in passing (4) Thou, bethink thee, art 5A guest for queens to socialContinue reading “Unlike Are We, Unlike O Princely Heart ! : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : Death Poems : :”
When the turf is your tower ( Whan the turuf is thy tour ) : Anonymous : : Death Poems : :
“Whan the turuf is thy tour” translationWhen the turf is your tower : : Anonymous Middle English poem, circa the 13th century ADloose translation presented By Michael R. Burch : : When the turf is your towerand the pit is your bower,your pale white skin and throatonly sullen worms shall note.What help unto you, thenwasContinue reading “When the turf is your tower ( Whan the turuf is thy tour ) : Anonymous : : Death Poems : :”
Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s day? : William Shakespeare : Sonnet 18 : (1) : : Sonnet 18 : Paul Kelly : 2016 Album ( Seven Sonnets and A Song ) : (2) : : Summer Time Classic : :
https://youtu.be/Aj0kGzuL-cA Sonnet XVIIIShall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimmed,And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature’s changingContinue reading “Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s day? : William Shakespeare : Sonnet 18 : (1) : : Sonnet 18 : Paul Kelly : 2016 Album ( Seven Sonnets and A Song ) : (2) : : Summer Time Classic : :”