The Transparent Man (Anthony Hecht Poem)
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis, And thank you very kindly for this visit-- Especially now when all ...
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis, And thank you very kindly for this visit-- Especially now when all ...
Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good ...
Forty years back, when much had place That since has perished out of mind, I heard that voice and saw ...
With God's help the impossible done rebuilding the wall the calling of the Lord Returning home believing in him rebuilding ...
The people returning called from their exile home to the lord in the city of the king Rebuilding the wall ...
From their exile from the foreign land returning to God to the promised land Rebuilding the wall around the city ...
Sharing in my actions the words that I believe sharing in my life the truth of my faith Acts of ...
Peeling away the curtain that blocks them from the outside world the world of crickets, of wind, of gulls, of ...
WHEN Francis (named the first) o'er Frenchmen reign'd, In Italy young Arthur laurels gained, And oft such daring valour showed ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five grey ...
Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle's Cellar Under the Clover's Root, Further ...
The Riddle we can guess We speedily despise -- Not anything is stale so long As Yesterday's surprise -- (Emily ...
Some things that fly there be -- Birds -- Hours -- the Bumblebee -- Of these no Elegy. Some things ...
I haven't told my garden yet -- Lest that should conquer me. I haven't quite the strength now To break ...
This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond -- Invisible, as Music -- But positive, as Sound -- It ...
If those I loved were lost The Crier's voice would tell me -- If those I loved were found The ...
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
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