The Forsaken (Amy Lowell Poem)
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull ...
1919 As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of ...
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently ...
[To the memory of an excellent and beautiful girl of 17, belonging to the village of Brienen, who perished on ...
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
By their prayers their presence through their words and their actions the fruits of our labors our witness in the ...
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
The Sunrise runs for Both -- The East -- Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill -- The Noon unwinds ...
He preached upon "Breadth" till it argued him narrow -- The Broad are too broad to define And of "Truth" ...
A Coffin -- is a small Domain, Yet able to contain A Citizen of Paradise In it diminished Plane. A ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
I was a grovelling creature once, And basely cleaved to earth: I wanted spirit to renounce The clod that gave ...
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
I. Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees, (If our loves remain) In an English lane, By a cornfield-side ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook ...
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed, She has counted six, and over, Of a purse well filled, ...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height ...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Making Love All Through the Night and All Through the Day My Man is passionate and strong, all through the ...
I. O Age that half believ'st thou half believ'st, Half doubt'st the substance of thine own half doubt, And, half ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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