segunda-feira, 22 de maio de 2017

The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost

       






The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.





Serenade Oscar Wilde
Silence D. H. Lawrence
Song of the Souls Set Free Walter Conrad Arensberg
Sonnet 030 William Shakespeare
There Will Come Soft Rains Sara Teasdale
Under the Harvest Moon Carl Sandburg
The Wife-Woman Anne Spencer







Rain in the Desert (Arizona Poems) - John Gould Fletcher

THE HUGE red-buttressed mesa over yonder
Is merely a far-off temple where the sleepy sun is burning
Its altar fires of pinyon and toyon for the day.

The old priests sleep, white-shrouded;
Their pottery whistles lie beside them, the prayer-sticks closely feathered.        5
On every mummied face there glows a smile.

The sun is rolling slowly
Beneath the sluggish folds of the sky-serpents,
Coiling, uncoiling, blue black, sparked with fires.

The old dead priests        10
Feel in the thin dried earth that is heaped about them,
Above the smell of scorching, oozing pinyon,
The acrid smell of rain.

And now the showers
Surround the mesa like a troop of silver dancers:        15
Shaking their rattles, stamping, chanting, roaring,
Whirling, extinguishing the last red wisp of light.











Priapus: Keeper of the Orchards - Hilda Doolittle

I SAW the first pear
As it fell.
The honey-seeking, golden-banded,
The yellow swarm
Was not more fleet than I,        5
(Spare us from loveliness!)
And I fell prostrate,
Crying,
“Thou hast flayed us with thy blossoms;
Spare us the beauty        10
Of fruit-trees!”

The honey-seeking
Paused not,
The air thundered their song,
And I alone was prostrate.        15

O rough-hewn
God of the orchard,
I bring thee an offering;
Do thou, alone unbeautiful
(Son of the god),        20
Spare us from loveliness.

The fallen hazel-nuts,
Stripped late of their green sheaths,
The grapes, red-purple,
Their berries        25
Dripping with wine,
Pomegranates already broken,
And shrunken figs,
And quinces untouched,
I bring thee as offering.














The Old Woman - Joseph Campbell

AS a white candle
  In a holy place,
So is the beauty
  Of an aged face.
 
As the spent radiance         5
  Of the winter sun,
So is a woman
  With her travail done,
 
Her brood gone from her,
  And her thoughts as still  10
As the waters
  Under a ruined mill.










The Old Jew - Maxwell Bodenheim

NO fawn-tinged hospital pajamas could cheat him of his austerity,
Which tamed even the doctors with its pure fire.
They examined him; made him bow to them:
Massive altars were they, at whose swollen feet grovelled a worshiper.
Then they laughed, half in scorn of him; and there came a miracle.        5
The little man was above them at a bound.
His austerity, like an irresistible sledge-hammer, drove them lower and lower:
They dwindled while he soared.












Night and Morning Songs: Dawn - Gordon Bottomley

A THRUSH is tapping a stone
With a snail-shell in its beak;
A small bird hangs from a cherry
Until the stern shall break.
No waking song has begun,        5
And yet birds chatter and hurry
And throng in the elm’s gloom
Because an owl goes home.










Mutability - Percy Bysshe Shelley

 I.
We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
    How restlessly they speed and gleam and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly! yet soon
Night closes round, and they are lost for ever:—

                                         II.
Or like forgotten lyres whose dissonant strings
    Give various response to each varying blast,
To whose frail frame no second motion brings
    One mood or modulation like the last.

                                        III.
We rest—a dream  has power to poison sleep;
    We rise—one wandering thought pollutes the day;
We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep,
Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away:—

                                       IV.
It is the same!—For, be it joy or sorrow,
    The path of its departure still is free;
Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow;
    Nought may endure but Mutability.














Mist - Henry David Thoreau

Low-anchored cloud,
Newfoundland air,
Fountain-head and source of rivers,
Dew-cloth, dream-drapery,
And napkin spread by fays;
Drifting meadow of the air,
Where bloom the daisied banks and violets,
And in whose fenny labyrinth
The bittern booms and heron wades;
Spirit of lakes and seas and rivers,—
Bear only perfumes and the scent
Of healing herbs to just men’s fields.














I Am Weary of Being Bitter - Arthur Davison Ficke

I AM weary of being bitter and weary of being wise,
  And the armor and the mask of these fall from me, after long.
I would go where the islands sleep, or where the sea-dawns rise,
  And lose my bitter wisdom in the wisdom of a song.

There are magics in melodies, unknown of the sages;        5
  The powers of purest wonder on secret wings go by.
Doubtless out of the silence of dumb preceding ages
  Song woke the chaos-world—and light swept the sky.

All that we know is idle; idle is all we cherish;
  Idle the will that takes loads that proclaim it strong.        10
For the knowledge, the strength, the burden—all shall perish:
  One thing only endures, one thing only—song.






The Irishman and the Lady William Maginn





Cloistered - Mary Carolyn Davies

To-night the little girl-nun died.
Her hands were laid
Across her breast; the last sun tried
To kiss her quiet braid;
And where the little river cried,
Her grave was made.

The little girl-nun’s soul, in awe,
Went silently
To where her brother Christ she saw,
Under the Living Tree;
He sighed, and his face seemed to draw
Her tears, to see.

He laid his hands on her hands mild,
And gravely blessed;
“Blind, they that kept you so,” he smiled,
With tears unguessed.
“Saw they not Mary held a child
Upon her breast?”





The Haunted Oak Paul Laurence Dunbar





Blue Squills - Sara Teasdale

How many million Aprils came
         Before I ever knew
How white a cherry bough could be,
         A bed of squills, how blue.

And many a dancing April
         When life is done with me,
Will lift the blue flame of the flower
         And the white flame of the tree.

Oh, burn me with your beauty, then,
         Oh, hurt me, tree and flower,
Lest in the end death try to take
         Even this glistening hour.

O shaken flowers, O shimmering trees,
         O sunlit white and blue,
Wound me, that I through endless sleep
         May bear the scar of you.











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