Down the strait vistas where a city street Fades in pale dust and vaporous distances, Stained with far fumes the light grows less and less And the sky reddens round the day’s retreat. Now out of orient chambers, cool and sweet, Like Nature’s pure lustration, Dusk comes down. Now the lamps brighten and the quickening town Rings with the trample of returning…
Resurgam By Alan Seeger
Exiled afar from youth and happy love, If Death should ravish my fond spirit hence I have no doubt but, like a homing dove, It would…
Paris By Alan Seeger
I First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the paths That lead the heart unto the…
Oneata By Alan Seeger
A hilltop sought by every soothing breeze That loves the melody of murmuring boughs, Cool shades, green acreage, and antique house Fronting the ocean and the dawn; than…
On the Cliffs, Newport By Alan Seeger
Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o’er Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom A savor steals from linden trees in bloom And gardens ranged at many…
On a Theme in the Greek Anthology By Alan Seeger
Thy petals yet are closely curled, Rose of the world, Around their scented, golden core; Nor yet has Summer purpled o’er Thy tender clusters that begin To swell…
Ode in Memory of the American Volunteers Fallen for France By Alan Seeger
(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916.) I Ay, it is fitting…
Maktoob By Alan Seeger
A shell surprised our post one day And killed a comrade at my side. My heart was sick to see the way He suffered as he died….
Lyonesse By Alan Seeger
In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say: Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess, And fertile lowlands lengthening far away, In Lyonesse. Came a term to that land’s…
Liebestod By Alan Seeger
I who, conceived beneath another star, Had been a prince and played with life, instead Have been its slave, an outcast exiled far From the fair things my…