Advent (Patrick Kavanagh Poem)
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here ...
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The secrets of the mind convene splendidly, Though the mind is meek. To be aware inwardly of brain and beauty ...
The wine of astonishment is house wine at my house. The whiskey of it is a sauce we savor. The ...
My father's head has become a mystery to him. We finally have something in common. When he moves his head ...
She gives him his eyes, she found them Among some rubble, among some beetles He gives her her skin He ...
Back from the line one night in June, I gave a dinner at Bethune- Seven courses, the most gorgeous meal ...
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and ...
Perfect pitch, cadence, absolute astonishment, urgent forthright utterance from the mouth of the imp A quick realization by mom, jaw ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
The wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, ...
Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Where that comes in that shall not go again; Love ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
1. In terrors Los shrunk from his task: His great hammer fell from his hand: His fires beheld, and sickening, ...
'Twas in a certain regiment of French Grenadiers, A touching and beautiful custom was observed many years; Which was meant ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
What needs my Shakespeare for his honored bones The labor of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallowed ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
What needs my Shakespear for his honour'd Bones, The labour of an age in piled Stones, Or that his hallow'd ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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