Popularity (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
1. In terrors Los shrunk from his task: His great hammer fell from his hand: His fires beheld, and sickening, ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
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