The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket (Robert Lowell Poem)
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD. We sat within the farm-house old, Whose windows, looking o'er the bay, Gave to the sea-breeze ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
My window shews the travelling clouds, Leaves spent, new seasons, alter'd sky, The making and the melting crowds: The whole ...
AMOR, not the child, the youthful lover of Psyche, Look'd round Olympus one day, boldly, to triumph inured; There he ...
The Advent seasons the days watching the star waiting for the Christ-child the moment of His birth It is a ...
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
Over the tree line Under the blue Powerless ghost Servant of day A leaf pressed under waxed paper Muted and ...
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
Evening colors linger on mountain paths. Out beyond this study perched over River Gate, At the cliff's edge, frail clouds ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
O God! if this indeed be all That Life can show to me; If on my aching brow may fall ...
Cold in the earth-and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
1. A conversation begins with a lie. and each speaker of the so-called common language feels the ice-floe split, the ...
Immortal! William Shakespeare, there's none can you excel, You have drawn out your characters remarkably well, Which is delightful for ...
'Twas in the year of 1874, and on New Year's Day, The British Army landed at Elmina without dismay, And ...
This, then, is she, My mother as she looked at seventeen, When she first met my father. Young incredibly, Younger ...
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill, The sun looks from the hill Helmed in his winter ...
I LOVE, though for this you riddle me with darts, And drag me at your chariot till I die, Oh, ...
You who live secure In your warm houses Who return at evening to find Hot food and friendly faces: Consider ...
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