- Summer. Nizet, Marie // Belgian Women Poets: An Anthology;2000, Vol. 11, p4
The article presents the poem "Summer," by Marie Nizet. First Line: As we wandered through fields that noontime sets aflame, Last Line: With a joy as immense as the joy of Summer?
- Maheli's Song. Nizet, Marie // Belgian Women Poets: An Anthology;2000, Vol. 11, p4
The article presents the poem "Maheli's Song," by Marie Nizet. First Line: You were bewitched, at the command; Last Line: Of your senses!
- The Torches. Waters, Michael // War, Literature & the Arts: An International Journal of the Huma;2001, Vol. 13 Issue 1/2, p240
Presents the poem 'The Torches.'
- Marie Nizet (1859-1922). Cochran, Judy; Linkhorn, Renée // Belgian Women Poets: An Anthology;2000, Vol. 11, p1
The article profiles Belgian poet Marie Nizet. She was born in Brussels when Belgium was still a very young country. She was just eighteen when she published her first collection of poems, Moscou et Bucarest, in France. Le Capitaine Vampire, a novella with a Romanian setting that appeared in...
- THE TORCH. Noyes, Alfred // Lord of Misrule & Other Poems;1/1/1915, p56
The poem "The Torch" is presented. First Line: IS it your watch-fire, elves, where the down with its darkening shoulder; Last Line: Follow your torch in the night, follow your path to the end.
- Torch Song. Austin, Derrick // Apogee Journal;Fall2015, Issue 6, p90
The poem "Torch Song," by Derrick Austin is presented. First Line: They call me Ma'am here, in The Sunshine Lounge, Last Line: the night's first note, I don't sing; you singe.
- Torch Passing. Hammond, Raymond P. // Harpur Palate;Winter2005, Vol. 4 Issue 2, p123
Presents the poem "Torch Passing," by Raymond P. Hammond. First Line: and there is much they don't teach us; Last Line: are going until we are gone.
- The Genius with the Inverted Torch. Schiller, Johann Christoph Friedrich von // Poems of Schiller -- Third Period;1/1/1911, p56
Presents the poem "The Genius with the Inverted Torch," by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller. First Line: Lovely he looks, 'tis true, with the light of his torch now extinguished; Last Line: But remember that death is not aesthetic, my friends!
- Wilfred Owen's Brighton Beach Torch Song. Catlin, Alan // Chaffin Journal;2006, p5
Presents the poem "Wilfred Owen's Brighton Beach Torch Song," by Alan Catlin. First Line: Stumbling arm in arm, young soldiers; Last Line: not afraid to die.