That wailing wind in the darkness - Stephen Vincent Benet "Ad Atticum"
And climbed the ladder of swords that men call Life - Stephen Vincent Benet "After Pharsalla"
That blasts like the breath of fulfilled Desire - Stephen Vincent Benet "After Pharsalla"
When utter Defeat has gripped you fast - Stephen Vincent Benet "After Pharsalla"
That hunts the wolf with the wounded hare - Stephen Vincent Benet "After Pharsalla"
Glowing with the zeal of it - Stephen Vincent Benet "Alexander VI Dines with the Cardinal of Capua"
When poison writhes within - Stephen Vincent Benet "Alexander VI Dines with the Cardinal of Capua"
Wheeling in ordered state to form the runes - Stephen Vincent Benet "Always the Sonnetteer"
By the chained stalk of the uneasy mind - Stephen Vincent Benet "Always the Sonnetteer"
Whetting his sword on a bleak ridge - Stephen Vincent Benet "Before Michael's Last Fight"
All the stars of hell are crying loud - Stephen Vincent Benet "Before Michael's Last Fight"
The bright insult of that sparking brand - Stephen Vincent Benet "Before Michael's Last Fight"
A field of salt wild fire has plowed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Before Michael's Last Fight"
I shall wander on the starry brink - Stephen Vincent Benet "Before Michael's Last Fight"
Trembled in their fierce desire for air - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
Armed like an angel, blazoned like a king - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
Praising them all for honest, quiet work - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
Became a stir among corruption - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
With steady eyes of awful friendship - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
Blazed with the pale dazzle of an April moon - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
As charging seas first seen at dawn - Stephen Vincent Benet "Blood Brothers"
A specter's gem in the shadow-playtime - Stephen Vincent Benet "Boarding-House Hall"
For a space of quiet like myrrh - Stephen Vincent Benet "Boarding-House Hall"
The smells of the onions trooped up the stairs together - Stephen Vincent Benet "Boarding-House Hall"
Seared me white with burning scars - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Breaking Point"
Held the very Fiend at grips - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Breaking Point"
All the blusterings of Hell - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Breaking Point"
And every tree became an elf - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Breaking Point"
Wheel for dim, celestial wars - Stephen Vincent Benet "Campus Sonnet: 1. Before an Examination"
And fire to strike men blind - Stephen Vincent Benet "Campus Sonnet: 2. Talk"
Crowned your hall with granite thorns - Stephen Vincent Benet "Chanson at Madison Square"
Doling out mortality to Moloch and his bride - Stephen Vincent Benet "Chanson at Madison Square"
Lazy paws of light claw idly up and down - Stephen Vincent Benet "Chanson at Madison Square"
Lost together in a wood turned rock - Stephen Vincent Benet "Chanson at Madison Square"
Filling the waves with colored fire - Stephen Vincent Benet "The City Revisited"
Up from some drowned city - Stephen Vincent Benet "The City Revisited"
That breaking wave of pain - Stephen Vincent Benet "The City Revisited"
When your braggarts of planets fade - Stephen Vincent Benet "Colloquy of the Statues"
Leading the van of the long parade - Stephen Vincent Benet "Colloquy of the Statues"
The measured trample of Liberty's horses - Stephen Vincent Benet "Colloquy of the Statues"
A wind to shuffle the kings to sand - Stephen Vincent Benet "Colloquy of the Statues"
Freedom's drums in the blood of the world - Stephen Vincent Benet "Colloquy of the Statues"
Found a little whisky-flask of Irony - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
Sugar-loaves from Paradise enriched our bread and milk - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
Gloved your arms with Common-Sense - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
A bad dream's ice to choke you - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
And the grown-up phrases jangle - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
With awful maledictions on the two who were such fools - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
Sing a silly song of apricots - Stephen Vincent Benet "Come Back!"
A swarming, seething pot of plots and lies - Stephen Vincent Benet "De Bellow Civili"
Where every day brings forth a fresh revolt - Stephen Vincent Benet "De Bellow Civili"
And curse her for a lamia - Stephen Vincent Benet "De Bellow Civili"
Henceforth our speech is with spears - Stephen Vincent Benet "De Bellow Civili"
Heralded with a mellow horn - Stephen Vincent Benet "Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room"
With a jangle of glass bars - Stephen Vincent Benet "Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room"
A voice from ancient slaughters - Stephen Vincent Benet "Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room"
Great ropes of gorgeous vapor - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Made half the sky one darkness - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
And broken the saints for bread - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Swift as the questing birds - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Gallant where wines are poured - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Love is an iron lord - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Only immortal fires to rend - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Strangled the waning moon - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
The hard cup of the sky - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Now fire has parched the vine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
A golden horn of light - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
The harsh taste of white poppies - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Where poppies heap the marble vats - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Smoke climbing the sky's cup - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
The price of many amethysts - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
The first gray drops of dew - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Time dragged his slow sickle - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
A cobwebbed, yellow pot of honey - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Until the broken heavens streamed apart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Sit like a dead god incensed - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Harrow the soil with spears - Stephen Vincent Benet "8:30 A. M. on 32nd Street"
Pour your rain on the bitter tree - Stephen Vincent Benet "8:30 A. M. on 32nd Street"
Time hoards our lives with gripping care - Stephen Vincent Benet "8:30 A. M. on 32nd Street"
And fifty thousand unconvicted crimes - Stephen Vincent Benet "Epitaph to be Spoken"
Embarked for desperate shores - Stephen Vincent Benet "Epitaph to be Spoken"
Now you are prouder grown than Troy - Stephen Vincent Benet "Epitaph to be Spoken"
Lashingly deep the acid stung - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Charring my soul's most stubborn plank - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Roused my rebels from their sleep - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Whose eyes can beat down lions' eyes - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
The stubborn sergeant men call Pride - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Hold a portion of your sacred gold - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
By steel and flame you taught - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Bloody coins from hands cut through - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
For every pageant of my foes - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Through splitting earth and rending sky - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Etcher"
Poured out on earth the unconquerable sun - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Flowers that burn with crystalline accord - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Light heavy with drowning stars - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Dawn held the frozen flame an instant high - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
In the primal slumber of stones - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
The hills where old Titans feast - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Beautiful monstrous dreams - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Come alive at the nod of a god grown mute - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
On feet that outstripped the Hours - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Drawing all sunlight back to the hot deeps - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Hector's sword is asleep from war - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
As silver marries brass to make a bell - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Faint interlocking tentacles of sound - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Casually flung among a cloud of pines - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Queen of desperate alarms - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Though destruction be the priest - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Robbers afraid of pardon - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
Whistling a tune between the plum and the cherry - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
Each white-fire-leaf of a star distinct - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
Hooded in dark and ashamed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
Wet star-dust clung to the skin - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
With the pollen and seeds of dawn - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
And in splinters of foam was gone - Stephen Vincent Benet "Flood-Tide"
Caesar will listen with a little smile - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Slow-rising from the deep caves of his heart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Thousands of footprints stamped in the red sand - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Nothing but scarlet sand and brassy sky - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
That burning march under a sky of flame - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Gems and ivory, spices and wines and oil - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Upon her Seven Hills Rome rules the seas and tides - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"
Dreadful as consuming fire - Stephen Vincent Benet "The General Public"
Weaving glass and silk into a dream - Stephen Vincent Benet "Ghost of a Lunatic Asylum"
Had scrawled vague lines of gold - Stephen Vincent Benet "Going Back to School"
The empty sky in threads like glass - Stephen Vincent Benet "Going Back to School"
Looking through a maze of tiny stems - Stephen Vincent Benet "Going Back to School"
Order such shapes as a wizard air - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
A wizard air weaves out of dreams - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Starved and wind-bitten oak - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Sun-wave or heart of star - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Have taken gold for your soul's treasury - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
This poor kettle, clay to all spears - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Whose jade prevails breaking Disaster's rods - Stephen Vincent Benet "Hymn in Columbus Circle"
In his secret shrine hallows a wealth of gods - Stephen Vincent Benet "Hymn in Columbus Circle"
Praised with the lovely softness of fire - Stephen Vincent Benet "Hymn in Columbus Circle"
Signs acclaim it amazed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Hymn in Columbus Circle"
Strives to wipe out his defeats - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"
Now all vanishes in plots and gibes - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"
The things I built are shattered now - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"
Never gave consent to those red days of massacre - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"
The things are broken to which I aspired - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"
From that drum of terrible stone - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The secret form of the soul is there in its terror - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Quickened the wraith with fire - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Vague, terrible, wounded forms - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The clouds will shower our lips with wine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Watching the chariot moon trample the skies - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Her lord walks chill as a cloud of snow - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Roaring the fame of the flying dart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The apparition that had once been Troy - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Cobalt from the cliffs of the sky - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
An angry dream before the Sphinx's feet - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The exhalation of a furious thought - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Tall as the ghosts of Heaven's battlements - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
When the full moon bleaches the skies - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
With the evil ice of his freezing heart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Two more days for your sun to shine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The drowning shadow of a fading land - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
And Time's cracked fingers number them all - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Her eyes are seas more quiet than sleep - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
And lean Menelaus is smiling sleet - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
And Helen and Troy are cold as the stars - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Saying one name for a thousand years - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
An old trumpet harsh with rust and gold - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The Sphinx stirred, shaking the drifted moonlight - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
I am Death's bright arrow! Forgive me not! - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Unreels in the road of the days and nights - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
And the kites drop down in a ring - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
I am Destiny's halter! Unloose me not! - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
I am Wisdom's mirror! Behold me not! - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The cutworm crawls in the almond-flower - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The rats are eating the thrones of power - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Loosen your hair to the storm again - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Reeds when fire goes over the fen - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Give us drink for our bitter thirst - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The thieves that each priest has cursed - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Whispering sea and the stars like lace - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
A bud if the sap considered storm - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
A rose if its petals thought of snows - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Became magnificence for my hour - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Let them air the inn they keep - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Mock with the thoughtlessness of cloud - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
In a low harshness of diminished sound - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Called Desire from his lightning - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Despair from her weaving old - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
As the swords ran out of their scabbards - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Light towards the dark secret heart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
A wordless sound of birth and anguish struggling - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Stone and ghost and dream - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Gone like vapor in the dark - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
And frugal housewives, strictly pennywise - Stephen Vincent Benet "Les Cruches Cassees"
Cement burst jugs and make them healthy - Stephen Vincent Benet "Les Cruches Cassees"
You can't patch leaky clay - Stephen Vincent Benet "Les Cruches Cassees"
Chintz that blinks with dragon's eyes - Stephen Vincent Benet "Les Cruches Cassees"
Most silent in those solitudes - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lonely Burial"
A rout of dreams most impotent - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lonely Burial"
And blessed by Plato's snow - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lost Lights"
Caresses too sugared to be sweet - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lost Lights"
From the gold of each new June - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lost Lights"
And wit declines to gall - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lost Lights"
Incredible conquests till the whole world reels - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
And still thrust traps into my path - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
Within whose heart no spark of ancient fire burns - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
As forty brazen cohorts broke the foe - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
Down in a mud of blood and dirt and wine - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
My love holds while the earth endures - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
A slender javelin tipped with light, hurled at the gods - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
The old fool who mumbles of days past - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
Prosperous leeches settling to their fare - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lunch at a City Club"
A hand knocks inside my heart - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lunch at a City Club"
No earth or sky or time in clocks - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lunch at a City Club"
With the avalanche pound of snows - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lunch-Time Along Broadway"
The wildcat quarrel of traffic - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lunch-Time Along Broadway"
The orbed gold of the viol's voice - Stephen Vincent Benet "A Minor Poet"
Loose net of words to deeds - Stephen Vincent Benet "Music"
Into the free companionship of air - Stephen Vincent Benet "Nos Immortales"
A mad prophet in a land of dearth - Stephen Vincent Benet "Nos Immortales"
Spilling its star-dust back to dust again - Stephen Vincent Benet "Nos Immortales"
Clasps his hands in the wine-chill air - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Burn the black water of night's lagoons - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
My jackdaw Muse of the rebel and dark - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Steal one note from the silver babble - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Pipes that Pan left whispering under a tree - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Stretch but a claw toward the dream-voiced pipes - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Eros, lord of the honey and flame - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
To be taught and tamed by their crystal wills - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Fling to them mountains to overcome - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Every immortal must put on dust - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
When Death has unloosened his strangling cord - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
And know there was an end to pain - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Original Impulse"
The banner struck with darts like sleet - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Original Impulse"
Half-shadowings of the thing I meant - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Original Impulse"
Blurred visions of a clear intent - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Original Impulse"
Romantic gilt, sardonic brine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Original Impulse"
My body for a calling-card - Stephen Vincent Benet "P. P. C.--Madam Life"
Strikes the stones with his oaken stick - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
A chattering wind piped loud of snows - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
A tarnished button, a scrap of blue - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Your plow is chained to a deadly yoke - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Fate and the furrow have cloven straight - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Two stone posts and a gate between - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Her soul was steel and her eyes were bleak - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Strains at the weight of a buried stone - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Plow"
Crushed me with an iron yoke - Stephen Vincent Benet "Poor Devil!"
Caught in the meshes of Eternity - Stephen Vincent Benet "Poor Devil!"
Taste the elegant tortures of Despair - Stephen Vincent Benet "Portrait of Young Love"
Puzzle for days on one particular stare - Stephen Vincent Benet "Portrait of Young Love"
What mournful musics wander over it - Stephen Vincent Benet "Portrait of Young Love"
Too petty for such noble warning - Stephen Vincent Benet "Portrait of Young Love"
Make the sun our rendezvous - Stephen Vincent Benet "Positively the Last Performance!"
And makes us less divisible than stone - Stephen Vincent Benet "Positively the Last Performance!"
Sunlight where a ruby bled - Stephen Vincent Benet "Prohibition"
Damned souls had never much to tell - Stephen Vincent Benet "Prohibition"
They've stopped the Lethe, down in Hell - Stephen Vincent Benet "Prohibition"
Like twisted charms of hot lead - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
In one vast hunger of desire - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
A golden ball in fountains dancing - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
Lethe is for no man set - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
And fall like jackstraws - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
The evil flames of driftwood - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
To endless quiet, golden peace - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
Base wine from an ignoble cup - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
A glittering torture of cold stars - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
Broke upon them like a million swords - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
And scattered in sweet wine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Quality of Courage"
Storming, thrashing arrows of the rain - Stephen Vincent Benet "Rain after a Vaudeville Show"
Dripping on the roofs and rods - Stephen Vincent Benet "Rain after a Vaudeville Show"
The clouds' tall banners streamed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Rain after a Vaudeville Show"
Coming in with thunderings and strife - Stephen Vincent Benet "Rain after a Vaudeville Show"
Caught in the terrier mouth of rain - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
My mind kept on its burning wheel - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
Its blazing wheel of great aims lost - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
A black shield thrust down on earth - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
We shall ascend Olympus yet - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
Whose very names would burn the cheek - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
That proud armadas' trampled shards - Stephen Vincent Benet "Resurrection"
Your blades bit deep for their hire - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
The blood-grapes drip for you drinking - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
I follow the star that's sinking - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Your cressets are fed with spices - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Offer a share of your brigand-sun - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Gave her youth like a burning rose - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Would not turn for the thunderclap - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
And the drums of defeat before me - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Roll your hands in the honey of life - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Poison the steel of the plunging dart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
I march to my ruin with such a heart - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
I have herded the stars like cattle - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Retort Discourteous"
Toiled like yoked black oxen - Stephen Vincent Benet "Road and Hills"
And vanish in the intense blue - Stephen Vincent Benet "Road and Hills"
A thousand glittering spears of sun - Stephen Vincent Benet "Road and Hills"
Javelins of grass and sun - Stephen Vincent Benet "Road and Hills"
The trident-flame of the mind fails - Stephen Vincent Benet "Sir John Rimbeck to the Princess of Acre"
Arrayed with stars as a garment - Stephen Vincent Benet "Sir John Rimbeck to the Princess of Acre"
A feasting where mailed kings break bread - Stephen Vincent Benet "Sir John Rimbeck to the Princess of Acre"
Burns like snow upon the mind - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Colder than leopards' eyes the arc - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Black wind runs trotting to the dark - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Knotted and cramped by fingering cold - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Hung the doors with griefs - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Fear was a grape I crushed to wine - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Where all the freezing stars go round - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Lift the air that weighs like ice - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Built my house with Pain for wall - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Song of Cold and Pain"
Chaste paradigms that never sold themselves - Stephen Vincent Benet "Talk"
Adverbs from the leaf-talk of the elves - Stephen Vincent Benet "Talk"
And climb the crags that tower in my brain - Stephen Vincent Benet "Talk"
Where Ocean plays with his amaranthian ships - Stephen Vincent Benet "Talk"
Pricked clear against a splash of woad - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
As we draw near the gallows-tree - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
A fog that came like bitter smoke - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Still had strength for laughter and scorn - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Stealthy and slow as a hidden sin - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Spared from death to live accursed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Dragging slow chains the hours went by - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Stretched on a heap of poisoned arrows - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Four hoofs of fire beat out refrain - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Knight of battered and unblazoned arms - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
Entwined with flowers and poison-leaves - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
And let the crabs hack at my armor - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
Wretched Palomides whom dreams torment - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
Wolves over a spilled bone - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
Settling well his harp upon his back - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two at the Crossroads"
Sauterne and quinine, saccharine and gall - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two More Muses"
Ruffians dicing long beneath blurred candles - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two More Muses"
Pours each sparkling hope before me - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two More Muses"
He slips a painted acid in the drink - Stephen Vincent Benet "Two More Muses"
The strength of the flood, the might of the falling snow - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
The cry of the bitter clay to the God who devised it carrion - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
Crushed by machining, implacable hours - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
Dim and aimless on a dolorous way - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
The march of the ant-hill crowds below - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
And the lost horns of the taxis cry - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
And burns at the scythe that reaps - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
Wheat that will not be bread - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
Trampling my soul with hammers - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"
Braving the crags of ether - Stephen Vincent Benet "Winged Man"
Straddled the wings of Boreas - Stephen Vincent Benet "Wisdom-Teeth"
Where the moons of desire float anchored - Stephen Vincent Benet "Wisdom-Teeth"
Vinegar Time must scour the cup - Stephen Vincent Benet "Wisdom-Teeth"
Pour me the stars of the seraphim - Stephen Vincent Benet "Wisdom-Teeth"
Mumbling out dull obscenity - Stephen Vincent Benet "Young Blood"
As if all Hell were crushed - Stephen Vincent Benet "Young Blood"
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