Poems

Sleep, darling

Sleep, darling Sleep, darling I have a small daughter called Cleis, who is like a golden flower I wouldn’t take all Croesus’ kingdom with love thrown […]

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Song of The Rose

Song of The Rose For Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth, He would call to the rose, and would royally crown […]

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Sounds of grief

Sounds of grief Must I remind you, Cleis, that sounds of grief are unbecoming in a poet’s household? and that they are not suitable in ours?

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The Moon

The Moon THE stars about the lovely moon Fade back and vanish very soon, When, round and full, her silver face Swims into sight, and lights […]

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To any army wife

To any army wife To any army wife, in Sardis: Some say a cavalry corps, some infantry, some again, will maintain that the swift oars of […]

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