Celebration (Denise Levertov Poem)
Brilliant, this day - a young virtuoso of a day. Morning shadow cut by sharpest scissors, deft hands. And every ...
Brilliant, this day - a young virtuoso of a day. Morning shadow cut by sharpest scissors, deft hands. And every ...
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
Nobody in the widow's household ever celebrated anniversaries. In the secrecy of my room I would not admit I cared ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
(for matt - 15) in the first seven years you choose your howdah having by then bare inklings of a ...
though there's not much faith left and very little snow this scene of wimborne minster still makes its christmas show ...
the red man says hello the green tree says i'm here all grown-ups are sleeping only the children hear decorations ...
A village Chorus is supposed to be assembled, and about to commence its festive procession. [Written for the birthday of ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
How trifling shall these gifts appear Among the splendid many That loving friends now send to cheer Harvey and Ellen ...
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
It seldom snowed they said, and they were nearly right. In all of nine eventful seasons crystal white on average ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
ADIEU! a heart-warm fond adieu; Dear brothers of the mystic tie! Ye favourèd, enlighten'd few, Companions of my social joy; ...
"Yes," I answered you last night; "No," this morning, Sir, I say. Colours seen by candlelight, Will not look the ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
Oh, some folk think vice-royalty is festive and hilarious, The duties of an A.D.C. are manifold and various, So listen, ...
All the air conditioners now slacken their hummed carrier wave. Once again we've served our three months with remissions in ...
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