The Habit Of Perfection (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music ...
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music ...
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a ...
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peaches exude this thrall - reminders of those luscious whereabouts that lips best find their precious sips to cry let ...
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A walk in the woods Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway Cold of winter Catch ...
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
A walk in the woods Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway Cold of winter Catch ...
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty suitcase because she kept threatening to run ...
The deepest dream is of mad governors, Down, down we feel it, till the very crust Of the world cracks, ...
WHAT moves that lonely man is not the boom Of waves that break agains the cliff so strong; Nor roar ...
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A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb -- A little trust -- a demijohn -- Can keep the ...
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There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Upon Bottle Miche the autre day While yet the nuit was early, Je met a homme whose barbe was grey, ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
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I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
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