Poem: Back from the grave I drag thee

Posts from This Journal “poetry” Tag

• Written in his Bible...

  E'en such is time! which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have; And pays us naught but age and dust, Which, in the dark and silent…

• poem: Nature, that washed her hands in milk

  - Sir Walter Raleigh Nature, that washed her hands in milk, And had forgot to dry them, Instead of earth took snow and silk, At love’s request to…

• poem: May

  - Hilaire Belloc This is the laughing-eyed amongst them all: My lady's month. A season of young things. She rules the light with harmony, and…