Richard Francis Burton Poems

  • 1.
    FROM their folded mates they wander far,
    Their ways seem harsh and wild:
    They follow the beck of a baleful star,
    Their paths are dream-beguiled.
    ...
  • 2.
    NOT drowsihood and dreams and mere idless,
    Nor yet the blessedness of strength regained,
    Alone are in what men call sleep. The past,
    My unsuspected soul, my parentsâ?? voice,
    ...
  • 3.
    A POET writ a song of May
    That checked his breath awhile;
    He kept it for a summer day,
    Then spake with half a smile:
    ...
  • 4.
    I SAW a picture once by Angelo.
    â??Unfinished,â? said the critic; â??done in youth;â?
    And that was all, no thought of praise, forsooth!
    He was informed, and doubtless it was so.
    ...
  • 5.
    THE RIVER widens to a pathless sea
    Beneath the rain and mist and sullen skies.
    Look out the window; â??t is a gray emprise,
    This piloting of massed humanity
    ...
  • 6.
    HERE at the country inn,
    I lie in my quiet bed,
    And the ardent onrush of armies
    Throbs and throbs in my head.
    ...
  • 7.
    UNCONQUERABLY, men venture on the quest
    And seek an ocean amplitude unsailed,
    Cold, virgin, awful. Scorning ease and rest,
    And heedless of the heroes who have failed,
    ...
  • 8.
    A VIEWLESS thing is the wind,
    But its strength is mightier far
    Than a phalanxed host in battle line,
    Than the limbs of a Samson are.
    ...
  • 9.
    THE CROCUSES in the Square
    Lend a winsome touch to the May;
    The clouds are vanished away,
    The weather is bland and fair;
    ...
Total 9 Poems by Richard Francis Burton

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