Poems by Stephen Vincent Benet
Complaint Of Body, The Ass, Against His Rider, The Soul
... That drives on reefs I know not of but does not drive in vain ...
French Pioneers
... 1534-1759 New France, New Spain, New England ...
Ode To Walt Whitman
... lls through the tropic magic, the almost-jungle, the warm darkness breeding the warm, enormous stars ...
Nos Immortales
... When the hands clench, and the cold face grows white, ...
The White Peacock
... thin trickle of blood worms darkly against the vast red coverlet and spreads to a pool on the floor ...
The Breaking Point
... . . . One snaky word, "What if you'd done it ...
Notes To Be Left In A Cornerstone
... There were cheap new clothes for the clerks and the clerks' women ...
Lee
... Thought the still watcher, "and yet, his hair and beard ...
A Sad Song
... " She went buying black lentils- ...
Captain Kidd
... 1650-1701 This person in the gaudy clothes ...
Nomenclature
... For your mouth with its puzzled jesting, for your hair like a dark soft bird, ...
Short Ode
... And none born since shall see those, and the books are lies, ...
Southern Ships And Settlers
... All We're the barques and the sailors, the bread on the waters, ...
Dulce Ridentem
... It is her heart and hands and love, ...
Nightmare At Noon
... No man may be bound or fined or slain till he has been judged by his peers ...
