Give wings unto the storm, and spurs to steed, I’d move unchained as wind across the world, Sweep onward like a torrent mountain-hurled, Nor sea, nor height, nor valley pause to heed. The twilight spreads a dimness o’er our speed, And shows the diamond-stars from hoofs up-whirled, Since daylight now her curtained blue has juried, And mystery and magic shadows breed. The…
Baktschi Serai By Night By Adam Bernard Mickiewicz
From out the mosques the pious wend their way; Muezzin voices tremble through the night; Within the sky the pallid King of Light Wraps silvered ermine round him…
Baktschi Serai By Adam Bernard Mickiewicz
In ruin are the spacious, splendid halls With frozen forest of white columns where The Tartar Khan his palace builded fair, Where loneliest the shrilling cricket calls. The ivy…
Alushta By Night By Adam Bernard Mickiewicz
The drooping, weary day night pushed aside; On Tschatir Dagh the sullen sun and low Paints phantom purple upon ancient snow; While forest ways within, the wanderers hide. Night…
Alushta By Day By Adam Bernard Mickiewicz
The mighty mountain flings its mist-veil down; With little flowers the gracious fields are bright, And from the forest colors flash to sight Like gems that drop from…
To Valeria. By Ada Langworthy Collier
Broideries and ancient stuffs that some queen Wore; nor gems that warriors’ hilts encrusted; Nor fresh from heroes’ brows the laurels green; Nor bright sheaves by bards of…
Lilith. The Legend Of The First Woman. Book V. By Ada Langworthy Collier
And Lilith oft to Paradise returned, For fierce within her, bitter hatred burned, And better, dearer, seemed revenge than aught She else desired. The coppice oft she sought, Much…
Lilith. The Legend Of The First Woman. Book IV. By Ada Langworthy Collier
To that fair Elf-child other summers came; But Lilith walked, heart-hungered, filled with shame, Naught comforted. And in that shadow-land She sorrowing bore, in after-time, a band Of elfin…
Lilith. The Legend Of The First Woman. Book III. By Ada Langworthy Collier
Wide through her realm she walked, and glad or lorn She mused. So, loitering, it chanced one morn When lone she sat upon a mountain height, One sudden…
Lilith. The Legend Of The First Woman. Book II. By Ada Langworthy Collier
Soft stealing through the shade, and skirting swift The walls of Paradise, through night’s dark rift Lilith fled far; nor stopped lest deadly snare Or peril by the…