item: #1 of 6 id: 33792 author: Verhaeren, Emile title: Poems of Emile Verhaeren date: None words: 9120 flesch: 81 summary: He comes, a fair ambassador, From white lands built with marble o'er. Where coils of drownèd hay Float far away; And the wild breeze Buffets the alders and the walnut-trees; Knee-deep in water great black oxen stand, Lifting their bellowings sinister on high To the distorted sky; As now the night creeps onward, all the land, Thicket and plain, Grows cumbered with her clinging shades immense. keywords: black; day; doth; eyes; gold; heart; les; life; light; mid; o'er; rain; round; silence; snow; soul; white; wind cache: 33792.txt plain text: 33792.txt item: #2 of 6 id: 35524 author: None title: Contemporary Belgian Poetry Selected and Translated by Jethro Bithell date: None words: 43654 flesch: 82 summary: She whom my heart in dream already loves Will under childlike curls have great blue eyes; Her voice will be as sweet as that of doves, Her skin a faint rose like a dream that dies. And, cups of sapphire effervescing bright, Blue eyes have made me drunk with spring's delight! keywords: arms; black; blood; blue; body; calm; dawn; day; days; death; des; dream; earth; evening; eyes; face; feet; fire; flesh; flowers; forest; france; gold; golden; green; hair; hands; heart; hour; joy; kisses; les; life; like; lips; long; love; man; mercure; moon; mouth; night; o'er; pale; rain; red; round; sea; shadow; shall; silence; skies; sky; slow; song; soul; summer; sun; thee; thou; thy; time; trees; verhaeren; voice; white; wind; women; world cache: 35524.txt plain text: 35524.txt item: #3 of 6 id: 45465 author: Verhaeren, Emile title: The Sunlit Hours date: None words: 4134 flesch: 83 summary: Thy breast is there, an offering, Thy hands reach out to me, Naive and tender whispering Is breathed and heard by thee. Oh, Let Us Live Out Love with All Our Powers XXIV. keywords: eyes; garden; heart; light; love; soul; thee; thou cache: 45465.txt plain text: 45465.txt item: #4 of 6 id: 45466 author: Verhaeren, Emile title: Afternoon date: None words: 4444 flesch: 81 summary: Then is the hour, the day, the night so part of us That happiness which breathes upon us hears no thing Except the ardent throbbing of your heart and mine When quick embraces heart to yearning heart do bring. It is the pleasant hour when lamps are lit, The vow To love each other through the live-long day From depths of heart made luminous by it. keywords: eyes; garden; hands; heart; hours; light; love; sun cache: 45466.txt plain text: 45466.txt item: #5 of 6 id: 45467 author: Verhaeren, Emile title: The Evening Hours date: None words: 4149 flesch: 86 summary: And we are jealous more than it is meet Of these poor, gentle, friendly memories Who seat themselves with us beside the fire With winter flowers laid across thin knees. Before the day is spent Go out and wander in the garden walks And pluck with gentle hands The few remaining flowers that on their stalks Are not yet sadly bent toward the mould. keywords: eyes; flowers; garden; hands; light; love; time cache: 45467.txt plain text: 45467.txt item: #6 of 6 id: 45470 author: Verhaeren, Emile title: The Love Poems (From Les Heures claires, Les Heures d'après-midi, Les Heures du Soir) date: None words: 13372 flesch: 79 summary: Your strength is to be infinitely pure and frail; to cross with burning heart all dark roads, and to have preserved, in spite of mist or darkness, all the rays of the dawn in your childlike soul. XXVII Ardour of senses, ardour of hearts, ardour of souls, vain words created by those who diminish love; sun, you do not distinguish among your flames those of evening, of dawn, or of noon! keywords: day; evening; eyes; flowers; garden; hands; heart; hour; life; light; love; soul; summer; sun cache: 45470.txt plain text: 45470.txt