Whence comes man at his birth? or where does death lead him? Whom do you…
by Dev
What do I owe to you Who loved me deep and long? You never gave my…
Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar, Where are you now? Who lies…
He is not dead, this friend — not dead, But in the path we mortals…
Black pony, full moon, And olives in my pocket: Although I know the…
Heaven is a free amusement park, Big gold dome, big gold dome. Movies…
When I returned from the town at nightfall Notes continued to……
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They…
Was it so hard, Achilles, So very hard to die? Thou knewest and I…
Talk what you please of future spring And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:—……
