James Elroy Flecker


James Elroy Flecker Poems

1. Felo De Se 4/15/2010
2. Ideal 4/15/2010
3. Litany To Satan: From Baudelaire 4/15/2010
4. Pavlovna In London 4/15/2010
5. Rioupéroux 4/15/2010
6. The Ballad Of Hampstead Heath 4/15/2010
7. The Ballad Of The Student In The South 4/15/2010
8. The Ballad Of Zacho (A Greek Legend) 4/15/2010
9. Invitation 4/15/2010
10. Gravis Dulcis Immutabilis 4/15/2010
11. A Western Voyage 4/15/2010
12. I Rose From Dreamless Hours.. 4/15/2010
13. Fountains 4/15/2010
14. Don Juan In Hell 4/15/2010
15. A Fragment 4/15/2010
16. A Miracle Of Bethlehem 4/15/2010
17. Lord Arnaldos 4/15/2010
18. The Sentimentalist 4/15/2010
19. The Town Without A Market 4/15/2010
20. The Translator And The Children 4/15/2010
21. Oxford Canal 4/15/2010
22. Pillage 4/15/2010
23. Prayer 4/15/2010
24. Santorin 4/15/2010
25. Tenebris Interlucentem: V. Ii 4/15/2010
26. Destroyer Of Ships, Men, Cities 4/15/2010
27. Joseph And Mary 4/15/2010
28. Oak And Olive 4/15/2010
29. The Ballad Of Camden Town 4/15/2010
30. No Coward's Song 4/15/2010
31. Ballad Of The Londoner 4/15/2010
32. Brumana 4/15/2010
33. The Welsh Sea 4/15/2010
34. We That Were Friends 4/15/2010
35. My Friend 4/15/2010
36. Mignon 4/15/2010
37. The First Sonnet Of Bathrolaire 4/15/2010
38. The Dying Patriot 4/15/2010
39. The Queen's Song 4/15/2010
40. Opportunity : From Machiavelli 4/15/2010
Best Poem of James Elroy Flecker

The Golden Journey To Samarkand

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We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage
And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die,
We Poets of the proud old lineage
Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why, -

What shall we tell you? Tales, marvellous tales
Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest,
Where nevermore the rose of sunset pales,
And winds and shadows fall towards the West:

And there the world's first huge white-bearded kings
In dim glades sleeping, murmur in their sleep,
And closer round their breasts the ivy clings,
Cutting its pathway slow and...

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Ballad Of The Londoner

Evening falls on the smoky walls,
And the railings drip with rain,
And I will cross the old river
To see my girl again.
The great and solemn-gliding tram,
Love's still-mysterious car,
Has many a light of gold and white,
And a single dark red star.

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