Solitude (Archibald Lampman Poems)
How still it is here in the woods. The treesStand motionless, as if they did not dareTo stir, lest it ...
How still it is here in the woods. The treesStand motionless, as if they did not dareTo stir, lest it ...
the moon is hiding inher hair.Thelilyof heavenfull of all dreams,draws down.cover her briefness in singingclose her with the intricate faint ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
[This sweet Ballad, and the one entitled The Maid of the Mill's Repentance, were written on the occasion of a ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, And smooth your quiet brow, and fold your thin dead ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
The murderer's little daughter who is barely ten years old jerks her shoulders right and left so as to catch ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
Let us, this December night, leave the ring Of heat, the lapping flames around the fire's heart, Move with bodies ...
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house, if only in some happy future ...
An unbelieving smile flits on your eyes when I come to you to take my leave. I have done it ...
Author Note: The story of the following ballad was related to me, when a school boy, as a fact which ...
(to the rainbow) Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray Each ...
The future: time's excuse to frighten us; too vast a project, too large a morsel for the heart's mouth. Future, ...
A bright moon rising above Tian Shan Mountain, Lost in a vast ocean of clouds. The long wind, across thousands ...
Love, the world Suddenly turns, turns color. The streetlight Splits through the rat's tail Pods of the laburnum at nine ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The ...
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