Alone (John Hall Wheelock Poems)
Ah, never in all my life Have I ever fled away From the loneliness that follows My spirit night and ...
Ah, never in all my life Have I ever fled away From the loneliness that follows My spirit night and ...
The Church has waited longHer absent Lord to see;And still in loneliness she waits,A friendless stranger she.How long, O Lord ...
Ardent in love and cold in charity,Loud in the market, timid in debate:Scornful of foe unbuckled in the dustAt whimper ...
The noisy fire,The drumming wind,The creaking trees,And all that humOf summer airAnd all the long inquietudeOf breaking seas----Sweet and delightful ...
Awake.Where are you?At home.Still unaccustomed-awake or sleeping-to being in your own home.This is just one more of the stupefactionsof spending ...
Since it so quietly began to snow,new distances have awakened within me.I would like to go to every person nowand ...
The ebb cameAnd I saw the dead eyes of the housesAnd the jealousy of other forgotten thingsThat storm had not ...
The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,as if orchards were dying high in space.Each leaf falls as ...
What lonelinessto find no meaningwhen there is a meaningAnd what lonelinessto be blind in the full light of day, -and ...
He lingers in the lazy grassAnd talks of loneliness with trees,The clouds pass, and the hours pass;And far afield he ...
Loneliness, a second in life,Everytime starts all over againCan't be understood from its outside.Or a huge lie,Chases as you try ...
Star, my only star,in the poverty of the night, alone,for me, alone, you shine,in loneliness you shine;But, for me, starthat ...
crimson plum blossomsscattered over the lonelinessof the bed…(Masaoka Shiki)
Won't you come and seeloneliness? Just one leaffrom the kiri tree. (Matsuo Basho)
On New Year's Dayeach thought a lonelinessas winter dusk descends (Matsuo Basho)
lonelinessafter the fireworksstars' shooting(Masaoka Shiki)
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
(OF AN UNFINISHED POEM.) Dear woman! star of sad life's clouded heaven,I dedicate myself to thee again; Fair woman! as ...
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls,Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er;And with the murmur of thy ...
MANY a graven gem, besetWith gold, is worn as an amuletIn the far-off climes of the East,—a charmTo preserve the ...
Tombed in the solid night of starless space; From nearest living orb so far removed, That light, of all material ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
February 23, 1921. Read at Hart House Theatre before the University of Toronto. The Muse is stern unto her favoured ...
I Love now, my heart, there is but now to love; Seek nothing more, but let it be enough That ...
ELLA kept anxious vigil by the bed: How strange it is to watch through creeping hours A face which was ...
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