To fight aloud, is very brave (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To fight aloud, is very brave -- But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe ...
To fight aloud, is very brave -- But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe ...
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
She came at night, her gentle hands defused the ticking bomb that was his brain, she soothed the pain and ...
At break of day we rested, the contest of our wills declined to wrest the peace away and where the ...
Every time I laugh aloud, who springs to mind but Johnnie Howard? Cathartic laughter eases stress which Johnnie causes in ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
CHORUS Come we shepherds whose blest sight Hath met love's noon in nature's night; Come lift we up our loftier ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Three notes I allowed aloud to sum the August beachiness of herring gull railway pigeon otherwise birdless fishless conjoin - ...
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
O, let me be alone a while, No human form is nigh. And may I sing and muse aloud, No ...
Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom Ye learn your ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As ...
How blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
The grey gulls drift across the bay Softly and still as flakes of snow Against the thinning fog. All day ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
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