An April Day (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
When the warm sun, that brings Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, 'T is sweet to visit the still wood, ...
When the warm sun, that brings Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, 'T is sweet to visit the still wood, ...
Christ has been done to death in the cold reaches of northern Europe a thousand thousand times. Suddenly bread and ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
A Vienna ci sono dieci ragazze, una spalla dove piange la morte e un bosco di colombe disseccate. C'e' un ...
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
for all my country poses my cells belong to a town grass is symbol-deep in me but brick dips deeper ...
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Two pitchers, two bowls Two pair of hands of the pastor and the proconsul Metaphorical markers of a life well ...
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
Fairer through Fading -- as the Day Into the Darkness dips away -- Half Her Complexion of the Sun -- ...
The nearest Dream recedes -- unrealized -- The Heaven we chase, Like the June Bee -- before the School Boy, ...
Behind Me -- dips Eternity -- Before Me -- Immortality -- Myself -- the Term between -- Death but the ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, Young dawn of our eternal day; We saw Thine eyes break from the ...
Sinuously winding through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, -- Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume The ...
The serpent dips his head beneath the sea His mother, source of all his energy Eternal, thence to draw the ...
The serpent dips his head beneath the sea His mother, source of all his energy Eternal, thence to draw the ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
A free bird leaps on the back Of the wind and floats downstream Till the current ends and dips his ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
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