Afternoon At A Parsonage (Jean Ingelow Poems)
(THE PARSON’S BROTHER, SISTER, AND TWO CHILDREN)Preface.What wonder man should fail to stay A nursling wafted from above,The growth celestial come ...
(THE PARSON’S BROTHER, SISTER, AND TWO CHILDREN)Preface.What wonder man should fail to stay A nursling wafted from above,The growth celestial come ...
I HEAR no footfall beating through the dark, A lonely gust is loitering at the pane;There is no sound within these ...
Saturday morning in late March.I was alone and took a long walk,though I also carried a bookof the Alone, which ...
Alone! God saw His creature man, Deprived of great felicity, And changed the order of His plan That earth in harmony might be With ...
Closer to a bell than a bird,that clapper ringingthe clear nameof its inventor:by turns louderand quieter than a clock,its numbered ...
Afterthought of summer's bloom!Late arrival at the feast,Coming when the songs have ceasedAnd the merry guests departed,Leaving but an empty ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
Cats walk the floor at midnight; that enemy of fog,The moon, wraps the bedpost in receding stillness; sleepCollects all weary ...
Phaon (bitterly)Thus women change-and in their time forget! SapphoTHERE lies the sorrow-if we could forget!For one brief hour you gave ...
Behold the mighty dinosaur,Famous in prehistoric lore,Not only for his weight and length,But for his intellectual strength.You will observe by ...
How sweetly on the autumn scene,When haws are red amid the green,The hawkbit shines with face of cheer,The favorite of ...
Today, because I couldn't find the shortcut through, I had to walk this town's entire inner perimeter to find where ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
Serene, almost angelic, the lights of the city attend upon lumbering behemoths shrilly screeching displeasure; they say that nothing is ...
I hang the window inside out like a shirt drying in a breeze and the arms that are missing come ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
The word, defining, muzzles; the drawn line Ousts mistier peers and thrives, murderous, In establishments which imagined lines Can only ...
Unspeakable. The word that fills up the poem, that the head tries to excise. At 6 a.m., the wet lion. ...
Look at them standing there in authority The pale-faces, As if it could have any effect any more. Pale-face authority, ...
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