Himself He Cannot Save (Lucy Larcom Poems)
O SCOFFER! He who from the crossLooked down thy dark abysm of loss,And knew His pain alone could winSuch souls ...
O SCOFFER! He who from the crossLooked down thy dark abysm of loss,And knew His pain alone could winSuch souls ...
Where's the steward?-Bar-room steward? Berth? Oh, any berth will do-I have left a three-pound billet just to come along with ...
DAY, in melting purple dying,Blossoms, all around me sighing,Fragrance, from the lilies straying,Zephyr, with my ringlets playing,Ye but waken my ...
Without knowing my number,enclosed by walls and borders,I walk around with a prisoner's moonand perpetual shadow chained to my ankle.Living ...
Since ere I left my native isle,My childhood's home, life's happy smileAnd crossed the separating seas,Nothing my lonely heart could ...
They only see the snow heaped on the moor, The bare trees shivering in the winter's breath,The icy drift that sifteth ...
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible without surrenderbe ...
Now may it please my lord, Louis the king, Lily of Christ and France! riding his quest,I, Bishop Ivo, saw a ...
With trust in God and her good man She settled neath the spur;The old slab dwelling, spick and span, Was world enough ...
"For unto us a Child is born."NOT, Mary, unto thee alone,Though blessed among women thou:Not thine, nor yet thy nation's ...
My heart was sad when first we met; 'Yet with a smile,-- A welcome smile I ne'er forget, Thou didst beguileMy sighs and ...
He crouches, and buries his face on his knees,And hides in the dark of his hair;For he cannot look up ...
I'd a dream last night of my boyhood's days, And the scenes where my youth was spent;And I roamed the old ...
Nay, not to-night;--the slow, sad rain is falling Sorrowful tears, beneath a grieving sky,Far off a famished jackal, faintly calling, Renders the ...
'Tis but a drop" the father said,And gave it to his son;But little did he think a workOf death was ...
Some sombre evening, when I sitAnd feed in solitude at home,Perchance an ultra-bilious fitPaints all the world an orange chrome.When ...
In Memory of David KubalYour kind of night, David, your kind of night.The dog would eye you as you closed ...
With winged footsteps now I hastenUnto the far cold North away,Kasbek,--thou watchman of the East,To thee, my farewell greetings say!Since ...
When was your immortal deed set and sealed?Or, could it have been a childish dreamThat came as a sinister messageInto ...
Is it peace,Is it a philosopher's honeymoon, one findsOn the dump?-Wallace StevensOut of the cracks of cups and their handles, ...
They loiter round the Dock that holds yon ShipShuddering at the dark pool's defiled lipFrom springing bows to foam-deriding stern;They ...
IFor your blithe step I sighGone on the road before me;For your warm hand I cryOn life's path rough and ...
How will it beWhen you at last in heaven we see, -Dear souls, whose footsteps in lost days,Made musical earth's ...
Few have praised the master of masters, who but IHave right, that followed example, and did not lieIdly between clean ...
She is beautiful yet, with her wondrous hairAnd eyes that are stormy with fitful light,The delicate hues of brow and ...
The bone is a joy only when it's the forehead bone,when it protects, does not disjoin,as are the alkaline vertebraefrom ...
My eyes are full of lonely mirth: Reeling with want and worn with scars,For pride of every stone on earth, I shake ...
SING no more in mournful tonesOf the loneliness of night;For 'tis made, ye beauteous ones,For all social pleasures bright.As of ...
Like one who runsFearful at night, he knows not why,Dreading the loneliness, yet shunsThe highway's casual company; Wherefore he hastes,The friendly ...
Deep in a forest where it rainscuckoos cry.Beyond pale darknesstheir echoes respond.Elegant-looking tips of the treesare hearing the silent fog ...
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