If We Must Die
If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die,...
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Into the furnace let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked in–for thus ’tis sweet— Into the weird depths of the hottest zone. I will not quiver in the frailest bone, You...
View ArticleTo O.E.A.
Your voice is the color of a robin’s breast, And there’s a sweet sob in it like rain—still rain in the night. Among the leaves of the trumpet-tree, close to his nest, The pea-dove sings, and each note...
View ArticleThirst
My spirit wails for water, water now! My tongue is aching dry, my throat is hot For water, fresh rain shaken from a bough, Or dawn dews heavy in some leafy spot. My hungry body’s burning for a swim In...
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