A Newport Romance (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
Where foams the white torrent, and rushes the rill,Down the murmuring slopes of the echoing hill—Where the eagle looks out ...
Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house The gentleman lay graveward with his furies; Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from ...
BENEATH this narrow jostling street, Unruffled by the noise of feet, Like a slow organ-note I hear The pulses ...
God's own best will bide the testAnd God's own worst will fall;But, best or worst or last or first,He ...
How small a thing am I, of no repute, Whirled in the ...
565One Anguish-in a Crowd-A Minor thing-it sounds-And yet, unto the single DoeAttempted of the Hounds'Tis Terror as consummateAs Legions of ...
587Empty my Heart, of Thee -Its single Artery -Begin, and leave Thee out -Simply Extinction's Date -Much Billow hath the ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
As if I were composed of dust and air, The shape confronting me upon the stair (Athlete of shadow, lighted ...
I cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose; From the earth-poles to the Line, All between that ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- A Minor thing -- it sounds -- And yet, unto the single Doe ...
Oh give it Motion -- deck it sweet With Artery and Vein -- Upon its fastened Lips lay words -- ...
Empty my Heart, of Thee -- Its single Artery -- Begin, and leave Thee out -- Simply Extinction's Date -- ...
The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" -- The hue -- of it -- is Blood -- An Artery ...
This year, I'm raising the emotional ante, putting my face in the leaves to be stepped on, seeing myself among ...
For one throb of the artery, While on that old grey stone I Sat Under the old wind-broken tree, I ...
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...
One wave falling forward meets another wave falling forward. Well-water, hand-hauled, mineral, cool, could be a kiss, or pastures fiery ...
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