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Like An Evil Spirit

© Mikhail Lermontov

Like an evil spirit hast thou
Shocked my heart from out its rest,
If thou'lt take it quite away now--
Thou wilt win my healing blest!

America Politica Historia, in Spontaneity

© Gregory Corso

O this political air so heavy with the bells

and motors of a slow night, and no place to rest

Paradise Lost: Book IV

© Patrick Kavanagh

"Which of those rebel Spirits adjudg'd to Hell
Com'st thou, escap'd thy prison? and, transform'd,
Why satt'st thou like an enemy in wait,
Here watching at the head of these that sleep?"

In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 124

© Alfred Tennyson

That which we dare invoke to bless;
Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt;
He, They, One, All; within, without;
The Power in darkness whom we guess;

"Nature's the same as Rome, was reflected in it"

© Osip Emilevich Mandelstam

Nature's the same as Rome, was reflected in it.
We see images of its civic might
In the clear air, as in the sky-blue circus,
In the forum of fields, the colonnade of the grove.

The Woman Who Laughed on Calvary

© Heather McHugh

I emulated there, in that
Godawful place. What kind
of face

Ode XVIII: To The Right Honourable Francis Earl Of Huntington

© Mark Akenside

I. 2.
Nor less prevailing is their charm
The vengeful bosom to disarm;
To melt the proud with human woe,
And prompt unwilling tears to flow.

L'Allegro

© Patrick Kavanagh

Hence loathed Melancholy,

Of Cerberus, and blackest Midnight born,

Once, in the city of Kalamazoo,
The gods went walking, two and two,
With the friendly phoenix, the stars of Orion,
The speaking pony and singing lion.
For in Kalamazoo in a cottage apart
Lived the girl with the innocent heart.

Young Couple

© Arthur Rimbaud

The room is open to the turquoise blue sky;
no room here: boxes and bins!
Outside the wall is overgrown with birthwort
where the brownies' gums buzz.

Glory

© Robert Pinsky

Pindar, poet of the victories, fitted names
And legends into verses for the chorus to sing:
Names recalled now only in the poems of Pindar:

Unholy Sonnet 13

© Mark Jarman

Drunk on the Umbrian hills at dusk and drunk

On one pink cloud that stood beside the moon,

Fears In Solitude. Written In April, 1798, During The Alarm Of An Invasion

A green and silent spot, amid the hills,
A small and silent dell! O'er stiller place
No singing sky-lark ever poised himself.
The hills are heathy, save that swelling slope,

Night Song of the Los Angeles Basin

© Gary Snyder

Owl

calls,

An Essay on Man: Epistle I

To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke

Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things

Pygmaeo-gerano-machia: The Battle Of The Pygmies and Cranes

Nor less th' alarm that shook the world below,
Where march'd in pomp of war th' embattled foe;
Where mannikins with haughty step advance,
And grasp the shield, and couch the quivering lance;
To right and left the lengthening lines they form,
And rank'd in deep array await the storm.