The Yale Book of Student Verse, 1910-1919 by John Williams AndrewsThe Yale Book of Student Verse, 1910-1919 by John Williams Andrews

The Yale Book of Student Verse, 1910-1919

byJohn Williams Andrews

Paperback | February 3, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919. Excerpt: ... AFTER THE CHINESE MANNER In liege to high commands, Silent and soon Crosses the star-ruled lands; So she came soon Into the inner lands. I did not see Her coming; twilight task Encompassed me. I kept the day-worn mask. Not yet for me The hour to rend the mask. But now the dark Carries the world away; Now souls embark To the ports of fuller day; Hope will embark To find the love-filled day. As the clouds flew, Brightly revealing moon And stars, I knew That Night, sudden and soon,--Swiftly I knew--Had brought her to me soon. S when the moon. Henry R. Luce NOSTOI WHAT, after a dash in the dark with the rain Beating like daggers against your face, You're back,--where just a few echoes remain Peacefully murmuring grace for grace? What, after you've fought while the summer's sun Shot through the purplish trees Fire on the barking and spitting and wind-ripping gun, You're with us for afternoon teas? Thunders and terrible lightnings and fears unfeared, Loyalty tried in the quaking hour, Friendship and love from all favor cleared: Youth has been king, with power. What is there more for your seeking? But yet you have come Back,--where the most we possess Is a bit of beauty that's caught in a rime, or some Image of holiness.... Treasures these are for the humble, a store Rich in delight for the poor in heart; But for the horsemen who ride out of war, Scorched by the fate of life's uglier part, As they have been will they be evermore? Beauty doth love strong arms. The fairest flower Is fastened in the mountain's breast; The maid of Venice is the Moor's; the tower Is high in which a soul's at rest. We'll ask not why--nor why the waves laugh the moon; Nor why some day you'll fondly try To hear the fathers, by the Scaean gates at noon, Chatter as Helen passes by. Henry ...
Title:The Yale Book of Student Verse, 1910-1919Format:PaperbackDimensions:36 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.07 inPublished:February 3, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217620892

ISBN - 13:9780217620895