Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
An agitation of the air, A perturbation of the light Admonished me the unloved year Would turn on its hinge ...
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- ...
It was not dying: everybody died. It was not dying: we had died before In the routine crashes-- and our ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
Desire, first, by a natural miracle United bodies, united hearts, blazed beauty; Transcended bodies, transcended hearts. Two souls, now unalterably ...
Above the noise in the room below the sound of the television, the game, the laughter of our five-year old ...
We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry ...
If I'm lost -- now That I was found -- Shall still my transport be -- That once -- on ...
It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, profoundly cruel in the way you were beaten to your ...
The sun was black with judgment, and the moon Blood: but between I saw a man stand, saying: 'To me ...
I am that hawk of gold Proud in adamantine poise On the pillars of torqoise, See,beyond ...
I am that hawk of gold Proud in adamantine poise On the pillars of torqoise, See,beyond ...
What though the sun had left my sky; To save me from despair The blessed moon arose on high, And ...
The faithless shadows of day are running And high and clear is the call of bells, Steps of the church ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
I have fetched the tears up out of the little wells, Scooped them up with small, iron words, Dripping over ...
Here in February, the fine dark branches of the almond begin to sprout tiny clusters of leaves, sticky to the ...
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
Fine-tissued as her finger-tips, and white As all her thoughts; in shape like shields of prize, As if before young ...
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