An Imperial Rescript (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, To ease the strong of their burden, to ...
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, To ease the strong of their burden, to ...
Somehow we forget the depth of his grace his radical love changing the entire face of the earth We are ...
Submitting to each other as to the master's plan cleaving to the other together we are one Love to guide ...
One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted -- One need not be a House -- The Brain ...
When I was small, a Woman died -- Today -- her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac -- His ...
We play at Paste -- Till qualified, for Pearl -- Then, drop the Paste -- And deem ourself a fool ...
Those fair -- fictitious People -- The Women -- plucked away From our familiar Lifetime -- The Men of Ivory ...
Of nearness to her sundered Things The Soul has special times -- When Dimness -- looks the Oddity -- Distinctness ...
Lest this be Heaven indeed An Obstacle is given That always gauges a Degree Between Ourself and Heaven. (Emily Dickinson)
If anybody's friend be dead It's sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive -- At such and ...
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very ...
"Heaven" has different Signs -- to me -- Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place ...
This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure drop The Day must ...
On a Columnar Self -- How ample to rely In Tumult -- or Extremity -- How good the Certainty That ...
We talked as Girls do -- Fond, and late -- We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave -- ...
Her -- "last Poems" -- Poets -- ended -- Silver -- perished -- with her Tongue -- Not on Record ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face, Of temper amorous, as the first of May, With lengths of ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
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