Diya {original title is Greek, Delta-iota-psi-alpha} (Amy Lowell Poem)
Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon ...
Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon ...
The little boy pressed his face against the window-pane and looked out at the bright sunshiny morning. The cobble-stones of ...
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
My snowy eupatorium has dropped Its silver threads of petals in the night; No signal told its blossoming had stopped; ...
With what a childish and short-sighted sense Fear seeks for safety; recons up the days Of danger and escape, the ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Those not live yet Who doubt to live again -- "Again" is of a twice But this -- is one ...
The pattern of the sun Can fit but him alone For sheen must have a Disk To be a sun ...
The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before -- But Sequence ravelled out of Sound Like Balls ...
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity. Honor is ...
The sun sets in molten gold. The evening clouds form a jade disk. Where is he? Dense white mist envelops ...
We shall not ask for the precious pearl of the Duke of Sui, nor for the priceless jade disk of ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Dear Jane! dear winsome Jane! How you stole in the room (where I lay so ill) In your nurse's cap ...
Cold wind of autumn, blowing loud At dawn, a fortnight overdue, Jostling the doors, and tearing through My bedroom to ...
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