Work Without Hope (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair- The bees are stirring-birds are on the wing- And Winter slumbering ...
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair- The bees are stirring-birds are on the wing- And Winter slumbering ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
Walk here among the walking scepters. Learn inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave to bone this tightly if their hearts ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Let faxes butter-curl on dusty shelves. Let junkmail build its castles in the hush of other people's halls. Let deadlines ...
Blake saw a treeful of angels at Peckham Rye, And his hands could lay hold on the tiger's terrible heart. ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
O race that Cæsar knew, That won stern Roman praise, What land not envies you The laurel of these days? ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Don't fear death in earthly travels. Don't fear enemies or friends. Just listen to the words of prayers, To pass ...
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
-and not simply by the fact that this shading of forest cannot show the fragrance of balsam, the gloom of ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
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