Don Marquis Poems

  • 51.  
    We stood among the boats and nets . . .
    We marked the risen moonWalk swaying o'er the trembling seas
  • 52.  
    “Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
    How does your garden grow?With silver bells and cockle-shells
  • 53.  
    White wing'd below the darkling clouds
    The driven sea-gulls wheel;The roused sea flings a storm against
  • 54.  
    “King Pandion, he is dead;
    All thy friends are lapp'd in lead.”-SHAKESPEARE.
  • 55.  
    Lazy and slow, through the snags and trees
    Move the sluggish currents, half asleep;Around and between the cypress knees,
  • 56.  
    “In Vishnu-land, what avatar?”
  • 57.  
    Oh, why do they hunt so hard, so hard, who have
    no need of food?Do they hunt for sport, do they hunt for hate, do
  • 58.  
    Held and thrilled by the vision
    I stood, as the twilight died,Where the great bridge soars like a song
  • 59.  
    With half-hearted levies of frost that make foray,
    retire, and refrain-Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to
  • 60.  
    “The only book that the party had was a volume of Dickens.
    During the six months that they lay in the cave which theyhad hacked in the ice, waiting for spring to come, they read
  • 61.  
    Very red are the roses of Sharon,
    But redder thy mouth,There is nard, there is myrrh, in En Gedi,
  • 62.  
    The Hours passed by, a fleet, confused crowd;
    With wafture of blown garments bright as fire,Light, light of foot and laughing, morning-browed,
  • 63.  
    The sun-god stooped from out the sky
    To kiss the flushing sea,While all the winds of all the world
  • 64.  
    Each race has died and lived and fought for the
    “true” gods of that poor race,Unconsciously, divinest thought of each race gild-
  • 65.  
    Fleet across the grasses
    Flash the feet of Spring,Piping, as he passes
  • 66.  
    These logs with drama and with dream are rife,
    For all their golden Summers and green SpringsThrough leaf and root they sucked the forest's life,
  • 67.  
    Much listening through the silences,
    Much staring through the night,And lo! the dumb blind distances
  • 68.  
    Out of the soil and the slime,
    Reeking, they climb,
  • 69.  
    Pearl-Slashed and purple and crimson and
    fringed with gray mist of the hills,The pennons of morning advance to the music of
  • 70.  
    Leader no more, be judged of us!
    Hailed Chief, and loved, of yore-Youth, and the faith of youth, cry out:
  • 71.  
    Youth is the season of revolt; at twenty-five
    We curse the reigning politicians,Wondering that any man alive
  • 72.  
    Leagues before me, leagues behind,
    Clamor warring wastes of flood,All the streams of all the worlds
  • 73.  
    The soul of the Spring through its body of earth
    Bursts in a bloom of fire,And the crocuses come in a rainbow riot of mirth….
  • 74.  
    A little while the tears and laughter,
    The willow and the rose-A little while, and what comes after
  • 75.  
    Clothed on with thunder and with steel
    And black against the dawnThe whirling armies clash and reel. . . .
  • 76.  
    “Golden lads and lasses must
    Like chimney-sweepers come to dust.”-SHAKESPEARE.
  • 77.  
    Where tides of tossed wistaria bloom
    Foam up in purple turbulence,Where twining boughs have built a room
  • 78.  
    Alack-A-Day for poverty!
    What jewels my mind doth give to thee!
Total 78 poems written by Don Marquis

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You Smile Upon Your Friend To-day
 by A. E. Housman

You smile upon your friend to-day,
To-day his ills are over;
You hearken to the lover's say,
And happy is the lover.

'Tis late to hearken, late to smile,
But better late than never;
I shall have lived a little while

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