Oft as by chance, a little while apart The pall of empty, loveless hours withdrawn, Sweet Beauty, opening on the impoverished heart, Beams like the jewel on the…
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Sonnet VII By Alan Seeger
There have been times when I could storm and plead, But you shall never hear me supplicate. These long months that have magnified my need Have made my…
Sonnet VII By Alan Seeger
To me, a pilgrim on that journey bound Whose stations Beauty’s bright examples are, As of a silken city famed afar Over the sands for wealth and holy…
Sonnet VI By Alan Seeger
Oh, you are more desirable to me Than all I staked in an impulsive hour, Making my youth the sport of chance, to be Blighted or torn in…
Sonnet VI By Alan Seeger
Give me the treble of thy horns and hoofs, The ponderous undertones of ‘bus and tram, A garret and a glimpse across the roofs Of clouds blown eastward…
Sonnet V By Alan Seeger
Seeing you have not come with me, nor spent This day’s suggestive beauty as we ought, I have gone forth alone and been content To make you mistress…
Sonnet V By Alan Seeger
A tide of beauty with returning May Floods the fair city; from warm pavements fume Odors endeared; down avenues in bloom The chestnut-trees with phallic spires are gay. Over…
Sonnet IX By Alan Seeger
Well, seeing I have no hope, then let us part; Having long taught my flesh to master fear, I should have learned by now to rule my…
Sonnet IX By Alan Seeger
Amid the florid multitude her face Was like the full moon seen behind the lace Of orchard boughs where clouded blossoms part When Spring shines in the world…
Sonnet IV – To . . . in church By Alan Seeger
If I was drawn here from a distant place, ‘Twas not to pray nor hear our friend’s address, But, gazing once more on your winsome face, To worship…