Posts by John Alan Hale Jr.
The Dark Haired Lady
by John Hale
Whose dream I dreamt with
The Dark Haired Lady by John Hale Whose dream I dreamt with draws of fear, of love, of truth unlike any other spectre I saw to the bowels of myself...
The Dark Haired Lady by John Hale Whose dream I dreamt with draws of fear, of love, of truth unlike any other spectre I saw to the bowels of myself...
Stellas, brave and true
Focusing thy beams to sow:
A world without
Stellas, brave and true Focusing thy beams to sow: A world without use A dawn without light to know O stars, runners of thought, Candid teachers worn...
Stellas, brave and true Focusing thy beams to sow: A world without use A dawn without light to know O stars, runners of thought, Candid teachers worn...
A Rose Ugly
A Rose ugly to me
A withered wretch
Toiling away her
A Rose Ugly A Rose ugly to me A withered wretch Toiling away her virility Jettisoned from the stretch Of all which morals did give Within their home...
A Rose Ugly A Rose ugly to me A withered wretch Toiling away her virility Jettisoned from the stretch Of all which morals did give Within their home...
If I ever learn of love,
With agaped mouth
Let her move
Every
If I ever learn of love, With agaped mouth Let her move Every particle of me To a shapeless self There to prove In darkest hour of her light Such rend...
If I ever learn of love, With agaped mouth Let her move Every particle of me To a shapeless self There to prove In darkest hour of her light Such rend...
Skeigh, would I summon
The innermost definition
Of courage, to
Skeigh, would I summon The innermost definition Of courage, to the gathering Of acumen To witless fools I sanction With rules of love and mirth To n...
Skeigh, would I summon The innermost definition Of courage, to the gathering Of acumen To witless fools I sanction With rules of love and mirth To n...
O Grief, dear friend do die,
for thy comfort is misery
and thy
O Grief, dear friend do die, for thy comfort is misery and thy hapless acts slavish things appearing and oping thy mouth in misdeeds each faction of ...
O Grief, dear friend do die, for thy comfort is misery and thy hapless acts slavish things appearing and oping thy mouth in misdeeds each faction of ...
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