Roads (Amy Lowell Poem)
I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a ...
I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a ...
Shall we conceal the Case, or tell it - We who believe the evidence? Here and there the watch-towers knell ...
CHORDS are touch'd by Apollo,--the death-laden bow, too, he bendeth; While he the shepherdess charms, Python he lays in the ...
The skin of the lake sliced not quite silently the fiberglass keel cutting the waves yet almost still after midnight ...
Eight silent canoes Pushed off onto the still waters At 2am on a July night. The full moon and stars ...
Would we attain the happiest State, That is design'd us here; No Joy a Rapture must create, No Grief beget ...
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
You brave heroic minds, Worthy your country's name, That honour still pursue, Go, and subdue, Whilst loit'ring hinds Lurke here ...
So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away, Turn thou ghost that ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Cool summer nights. Windows open. Lamps burning. Fruit in the bowl. And your head on my shoulder. These the happiest ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me, There's nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
OH I am come to the low Countrie, Ochon, Ochon, Ochrie! Without a penny in my purse, To buy a ...
Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the ...
The happiest day- the happiest hour My sear'd and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride and power, ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
One said; "Lo, I would walk hand-clasped with thee Adown the ways of joy and sunlit slopes Of earthly song ...
Here lies the body of Lois Spears, Born Lois Fluke, daughter of Willard Fluke, Wife of Cyrus Spears, Mother of ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
Harry, whose tuneful and well-measured song First taught our English music how to span Words with just note and accent, ...
The happiest moment in a woman's life Is when she hears the turn of her lover's key In the lock, ...
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