The Basket (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
That note you hold, narrowing and rising, shakes Like New Orleans reflected on the water, And in all ears appropriate ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
An Unpublished Poem, by my late Latin Tutor. In candent ire the solar splendor flames; The foles, languescent, pend from ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
I must return to that valley of vision, gather again to me flocks, crescent moon and star; God - let ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
You know that Portrait in the Moon -- So tell me who 'tis like -- The very Brow -- the ...
Which is the best -- the Moon or the Crescent? Neither -- said the Moon -- That is best which ...
Nature can do no more She has fulfilled her Dyes Whatever Flower fail to come Of other Summer days Her ...
My God -- He sees thee -- Shine thy best -- Fling up thy Balls of Gold Till every Cubit ...
I make His Crescent fill or lack -- His Nature is at Full Or Quarter -- as I signify -- ...
Each that we lose takes part of us; A crescent still abides, Which like the moon, some turbid night, Is ...
A Bee his burnished Carriage Drove boldly to a Rose -- Combinedly alighting -- Himself -- his Carriage was -- ...
She laid her docile Crescent down And this confiding Stone Still states to Dates that have forgot The News that ...
I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs -- The name They dropped upon my face With water, in the country ...
Behind Me -- dips Eternity -- Before Me -- Immortality -- Myself -- the Term between -- Death but the ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance" Fragrant grass beside the pond green shade over the hall a clear cold ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I don't know somehow it seems sufficient to see and hear whatever coming and going is, losing the self to ...
To E.M.S. Here, where your garden fenced about and still is, Here, where the unmoved summer air is sweet With ...
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