日期：2007-09-27 She is foremost of those that I would hear praised. I have gone about the house， gone up and down As a man does who has published a new book， Or a young girl dressed out in her new gown， And though I have turned the talk by hook or crook Until her... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 A CALIFORNIA song， A prophecy and indirection， a thought impalpable to breathe as air， A chorus of dryads， fading， departing， or hamadryads departing， A murmuring， fateful， giant voice， out of the earth and sky， Voice of a mighty dying tre... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 There is a queen in China， or maybe its in Spain， And birthdays and holidays such praises can be heard Of her unblemished lineaments， a whiteness with no stain， That she might be that sprightly girl trodden by a bird； And theres a score of duche... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 She might， so noble from head To great shapely knees The long flowing line， Have walked to the altar Through the holy images At Pallas Athenas side， Or been fit spoil for a centaur Drunk with the unmixed wine.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 1 A SONG for occupations！ In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find the developments， And find the eternal meanings. Workmen and Workwomen！ Were all educations practical and ornamental well display'd out of me， what would... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 Souls of men and women！ it is not you I call unseen， unheard， untouchable and untouching， It is not you I go argue pro and con about， and to settle whether you are alive or no， I own publicly who you are， if nobody else owns. Grown， half-g... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 A SONG of the rolling earth， and of words according， Were you thinking that those were the words， those upright lines？ those curves， angles， dots？ No， those are not the words， the substantial words are in the ground and sea， They are in the... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 There is grey in your hair. Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath When you are passing； But maybe some old gaffer mutters a blessing Because it was your prayer Recovered him upon the bed of death. For your sole sakethat all hearts ache hav... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Others because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine； Yet always when I look death in the face， When I clamber to the heights of sleep， Or when I grow excited with wine， Suddenly I meet your face.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 This night has been so strange that it seemed As if the hair stood up on my head. From going-down of the sun I have dreamed That women laughing， or timid or wild， In rustle of lace or silken stuff， Climbed up my creaking stair. They had read All I... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 SONG OF THE UNIVERSAL 1 COME said the Muse， Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted， Sing me the universal. In this broad earth of ours， Amid the measureless grossness and the slag， Enclosed and safe within its central heart， Nestles the seed pe... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 Lo！ keen-eyed towering science， As from tall peaks the modern overlooking， Successive absolute fiats issuing. Yet again， lo！ the soul， above all science， For it has history gather'd like husks around the globe， For it the entire star-myria... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Hands， do what youre bid： Bring the balloon of the mind That bellies and drags in the wind Into its narrow shed.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Come play with me； Why should you run Through the shaking tree As though Id a gun To strike you dead？ When all I would do Is to scratch your head And let you go.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 I think it better that in times like these A poets mouth be silent， for in truth We have no gift to set a statesman right； He has had enough of meddling who can please A young girl in the indolence of her youth， Or an old man upon a winters night.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 Five-and-twenty years have gone Since old William Pollexfen Laid his strong bones down in death By his wife Elizabeth In the grey stone tomb he made. And after twenty years they laid In that tomb by him and her His son George， the astrologer； And M... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 1 Over the Western sea hither from Niphon come， Courteous， the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys， Leaning back in their open barouches， bare-headed， impassive， Ride to-day through Manhattan. Libertad！ I do not know whether others behold what I... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 2 Superb-faced Manhattan！ Comrade Americanos！ to us， then at last the Orient comes. To us， my city， Where our tall-topt marble and iron beauties range on opposite sides， to walk in the space between， To-day our Antipodes comes. The Originatre... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCKING Out of the cradle endlessly rocking， Out of the mocking-bird's throat， the musical shuttle， Out of the Ninth- month midnight， Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond， where the child leaving his bed wand... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-09-27 I Her Courtesy With the old kindness， the old distinguished grace， She lies， her lovely piteous head amid dull red hair Propped upon pillows， rouge on the pallor of her face. She would not have us sad because she is lying there， And when she me... 阅读全文>>