An Opera House (Amy Lowell Poem)
Within the gold square of the proscenium arch, A curtain of orange velvet hangs in stiff folds, Its tassels jarring ...
Within the gold square of the proscenium arch, A curtain of orange velvet hangs in stiff folds, Its tassels jarring ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers of my palms tell me so. Never argue with ...
They danced, with palms waving, bodies swaying centering our worship feeling Christ, riding on a donkey, in the sanctuary, made ...
They danced, we listened with palms waving, bodies swaying entering into the presence, centering our worship feeling Christ, riding on ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
I Who would be A merman bold, Sitting alone Singing alone Under the sea, With a crown of gold, On ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
And I solemnly swear on the chill of secrecy that I know you not, this room never, the swollen dress ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, ...
As in one's hand a lighted match blinds you before it comes aflame and sends out brilliant flickering tongues to ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories