I rose — because He sank — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I rose -- because He sank -- I thought it would be opposite -- But when his power dropped -- ...
I rose -- because He sank -- I thought it would be opposite -- But when his power dropped -- ...
Death is the supple Suitor That wins at last -- It is a stealthy Wooing Conducted first By pallid innuendoes ...
"They have not chosen me," he said, "But I have chosen them!" Brave -- Broken hearted statement -- Uttered in ...
We don't cry -- Tim and I, We are far too grand -- But we bolt the door tight To ...
And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning rose Early and sere, its ...
Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the deep Her troubled question ...
How many times these low feet staggered -- Only the soldered mouth can tell -- Try -- can you stir ...
To fight aloud, is very brave -- But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe ...
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
Sunder me from my bones, O sword of God Till they stand stark and strange as do the trees; That ...
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
"Tell brave deeds of war." Then they recounted tales, -- "There were stern stands And bitter runs for glory." Ah, ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
ON these white cliffs, that calm above the flood Rear their o'er-shadowing heads, and at their feet Scarce hear the ...
On these white cliffs, that calm above the flood Uplift their shadowing heads, and, at their feet, Scarce hear the ...
THE GOSSOON It's bleedin'! It's bleedin'! THE OULD WOMAN An' shure, me lad, 't is bleedin'; But come, ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. You said "Through ...
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray- And hope but shed a dying spark ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
That dark brown rabbit, lightness in his ears & underneath, gladdened our afternoon munching a crab-'. That rabbit was a ...
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