The Wishing-Caps (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
"They" -- Traffics and Discoveries Neither the harps nor the crowns amused, nor the cherubs' dove-winged races-- Holding hands forlornly ...
"And there was no more sea." Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim Calling to the Angels ...
do you think an old heart can't sing do you think an old heart can't dance with a love that ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
Hard to describe succulence surprising taste of the rosa rugosa plucking the hip scraping out the seeds bringing it to ...
Down the dusty, dirt road out in the bramble the fragrant moments of summer the fruit in its season Climbing ...
The lilac bush, next to the school had no blossoms, no blooms, none below their reach, only high in the ...
Waiting for the ripening of the fruit the lone branch, the prickered vine one single ripe berry rich warm flesh ...
To disappear enhances -- The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality But yesterday a Vagrant ...
South Winds jostle them -- Bumblebees come -- Hover -- hesitate -- Drink, and are gone -- Butterflies pause On ...
Some such Butterfly be seen On Brazilian Pampas -- Just at noon -- no later -- Sweet -- Then -- ...
My nosegays are for Captives -- Dim -- expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till Paradise. To such, if ...
Angels, in the early morning May be seen the Dews among, Stooping -- plucking -- smiling -- flying -- Do ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
I. June was not over Though past the fall, And the best of her roses Had yet to blow, When ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
Ghosts of all my lovely sins, Who attend too well my pillow, Gay the wanton rain begins; Hide the limp ...
Who are these? Why sit they here in twilight? Wherefore rock they, purgatorial shadows, Drooping tongues from jaws that slob ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
I Reg wished me to go with him to the field, I paused because I did not want to go; ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine, You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea A flower brought your message. ...
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