How Distant (Philip Larkin Poem)
How distant, the departure of young men Down valleys, or watching The green shore past the salt-white cordage Rising and ...
How distant, the departure of young men Down valleys, or watching The green shore past the salt-white cordage Rising and ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
To the grave one day from a house they bore A maiden; To the window the citizens went to explore; ...
[Composed for the merry party already mentioned, on the occasion of the departure for France of the hereditary prince, who ...
QUICK throbb'd my heart: to norse! haste, haste, And lo! 'twas done with ...
I never turned anyone into a pig. Some people are pigs; I make them Look like pigs. I'm sick of ...
Part One - The Calling Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
1 am peering through blackness 2 am i feel your heart pounding 3 am your fingers running up my spine ...
The Missing All -- prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World's Departure from a Hinge ...
Were natural mortal lady Who had so little time To pack her trunk and order The great exchange of clime ...
We learn it in Retreating How vast an one Was recently among us -- A Perished Sun Endear in the ...
The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad -- Diviner Crowd at Home -- Obliterate the need -- ...
The Birds begun at Four o'clock -- Their period for Dawn -- A Music numerous as space -- But neighboring ...
Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, Until we meet a snake; 'Tis then we sigh for houses, And our ...
A World made penniless by that departure Of minor fabrics begs But sustenance is of the spirit The Gods but ...
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
Understand the language of fall, approaching: Cold mornings drawing your bundled warmth; sailing-leaf afternoons, the enchantment of melancholy, departure etched ...
SO shuts the marigold her leaves At the departure of the sun; So from the honeysuckle sheaves The bee goes ...
Me thinks this heart should rest awhile So stilly round the evening falls The veiled sun sheds no parting smile ...
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten. When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements, The window-sills were wet ...
Now that I have your face by heart, I look Less at its features than its darkening frame Where quince ...
Huffy Henry hid the day, unappeasable Henry sulked. I see his point,â?"a trying to put things over. It was the ...
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child, when thou hast done with ...
Departure At last, I'm leaving the familiar roof! I'm undeterred by rain and wind. This presentation should be quite a ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
This is the last of all, this is the last! I must hold my hands, and turn my face to ...
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