Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams,…
by Dev
I bring to thee, night, my day's empty cup, to be cleansed with thy cool…
My old clock used to tell the time and subdivide diurnity; but now it's…
Shy one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in the firelight…
But he grew old— This knight so bold— And o’er his heart a…
Around me are the two hundred and forty men of B Company, Mud-colored;…
I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a…
I’ve sent my empty pot again To beg another slip; The last you gave, I’m…
My offerings are not for the temple at the end of the road, but for the…
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining…
