At leisure is the Soul (Emily Dickinson Poem)
At leisure is the Soul That gets a Staggering Blow -- The Width of Life -- before it spreads Without ...
At leisure is the Soul That gets a Staggering Blow -- The Width of Life -- before it spreads Without ...
If ever the lid gets off my head And lets the brain away The fellow will go where he belonged ...
A Prison gets to be a friend -- Between its Ponderous face And Ours -- a Kinsmanship express -- And ...
My work, I'm very careful about it, and I love it. But today I'm discouraged by how slowly it's going. ...
At the back of the noisy café bent over a table sits an old man; a newspaper in front of ...
it gets run over by a van. you find it at the side of the road and bury it. you ...
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend ...
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has ...
Among the taller wood with ivy hung, The old fox plays and dances round her young. She snuffs and barks ...
When first we hear the shy-come nightingales, They seem to mutter o'er their songs in fear, And, climb we e'er ...
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
Those great sweeps of snow that stop suddenly six feet from the house ... Thoughts that go so far. The ...
Behind, perhaps, let the sea blow. Let some word blow outside every destination of slime, rust. Perhaps ointments from Avicenna, ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
The great millennium is at hand. Redder apples grow on the tree. A saxophone is in ev'ry band. Brandy no ...
He's still young--; thirty, but looks younger-- or does he?... In the eyes and cheeks, tonight, turning in the mirror, ...
...and when "the future" is uttered, swarms of mice rush out of the Russian language and gnaw a piece of ...
Here's a girl from a dangerous town She crops her dark hair short so that less of her has to ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
MY love, she's but a lassie yet, My love, she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year ...
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