On Carpaccio’s Picture: The Dream of St. Ursula (Amy Lowell Poems)
Swept, clean, and still, across the polished floor From some unshuttered casement, hid from sight, The level sunshine slants, its ...
Swept, clean, and still, across the polished floor From some unshuttered casement, hid from sight, The level sunshine slants, its ...
Arise my body, my small body, we have striven Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven. Arise small body, ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
What Twigs We held by -- Oh the View When Life's swift River striven through We pause before a further ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
1. Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath Grows large and free in air, don't call it death -- ...
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
She fears him, and will always ask What fated her to choose him; She meets in his engaging mask All ...
When he, who is the unforgiven, Beheld her first, he found her fair: No promise ever dreamt in heaven Could ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods - her winds - her mountains ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
Here I lean over you, small son, sleeping Warm in my arms, And I con to my heart all your ...
Tell me, was Altgeld elected Governor? For when the returns began to come in And Cleveland was sweeping the East, ...
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