Let Such Pure Hate Still Underprop (Henry David Thoreau Poems)
Let such pure hate still underpropOur love, that we may beEach other's conscience,And have our sympathyMainly from thence.We'll one another ...
Let such pure hate still underpropOur love, that we may beEach other's conscience,And have our sympathyMainly from thence.We'll one another ...
Dusk is thy dawn; when Eve puts on its stateOf gold and purple in the marbled west,Thou comest forth like ...
Not in a climate near the sunDid the cloud with its trailing fringes float,Whence, white as the down of an ...
Pois preyatz me, senhor,qu'eu chan, eu chantarai;e can cuit chantar, plora l'ora c'o essai.Greu veiretz chantadorbe chan, si mal li ...
Upon yesterday's lotus the dew pearledAnd vanished with the sun.On a certain morning e'er the winter ceased,Lo, did the songsters ...
YOU KNOW I left my forest home full loth,And those weird ways I knew so well and long,Dishevelled with their ...
This warld o' ours has been lang in a low!--I wonder wha bred the beginning o't?God send us a rock, ...
What could luxurious woman wish for more,To fix her joys, or to extend her pow'r?Their every wish was in this ...
My friend, 0, my dearly beloved!O, do you feel, do you know,How the times and the seasons are going;Are they ...
What tho' th' claads aboon luk dark, Th' sun's just waitin to peep throo;Let us buckle to awr wark, For ther's lots ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)As he spoke, he beheld on the sea-beaten strandA form,'twas so airy, so light,He could almost ...
Mother! Darling mother, you are seeking me I know,And I feel thy love will follow through the world where'er I ...
A Scottish Summer Sabbath MorningThe still repose, the holy calmOf this blest morn, a sacred balmSheds on my world-worn weary ...
Still linger in our noon of timeAnd on our Saxon tongueThe echoes of the home-born hymnsThe Aryan mothers sung.And childhood ...
O the waiting in the watches of the night! In the darkness, desolation, and contrition and affright; The awful hush that holds ...
I love thee not for sacred chastity.Who loves for that? nor for thy sprightly wit:I love thee not for thy ...
Even like two little bank-dividing brooks,That wash the pebbles with their wanton stream,And having ranged and searched a thousand nookMeet ...
Rap! rap!--Is that my lass-- Rap! rap!--is rapping there? It is Fortune. Let her pass! I'll not open the door to her. Rap! rap!-- All ...
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,The merry monks who kept with cheerThe gladdest ...
Must Ethiopians be employ'd for you?Much I rejoice if any good I do.I ask O unbeleiver, Satan's childHath not thy ...
Go to my country, go, O foreign flowers,sown by the traveler along the road,and under that blue heaventhat watches over ...
Almighty Being! wise and holy,Who hast to each his portion given;To the poor worm his station lowly,And to the choirs ...
The Christ-Child lay in BethlehemAnd the Wise Men gave Him gold,And Mary-Mother she hearkened themAs they prayed in the cattle-fold:"Smile ...
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale, Some legend strange and vague,That a midnight host of spectres pale Beleaguered the walls ...
Sleep on, my darling, sleep on,I am keeping watch by your side,I have drawn in the curtains close,And banished the ...
As a guest who may not stayLong and sad farewells to sayGlides with smiling face away,Of the sweetness and the ...
Wilful we are in our infirmityOf childish questioning and discontent.Whate'er befalls us is divinely meant--Thou Truth the clearer for thy ...
With different colour glows each ray That joins to feed the solar day. Yet, each commingling as they pass, They lose distinction in ...
Life is a crooked Labyrinth, and weAre daily lost in that Obliquity.'Tis a perplexed circle, in whose roundNothing but sorrows ...
Now, over the field,evening hangs suspended like a gigantic harp.Frost binds the ridges solemnly severed furrow from furrow;the long harp-sound ...
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