Bruise blue (Dale Harcombe Poem)
Frail as smoke, she drifts through the crowded train, bringing with her the cold ashes of poverty. Without a word, ...
Frail as smoke, she drifts through the crowded train, bringing with her the cold ashes of poverty. Without a word, ...
THE look that thy sweet eyes on mine impress The pledge thy lips to mine convey,--the kiss,-- He who, like ...
Was it 12(g) that governed My studies tonight Use all my tools now, Spread before me, Or lose them later ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Their dappled importunity Disparage or dismiss -- The Obloquies of Etiquette Are obsolete to Bliss -- (Emily Dickinson)
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
LO, now, my guest, if aught amiss were said, Forgive it and dismiss it from your head. For me, for ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise, Having my law the ...
With never a sound of trumpet, With never a flag displayed, The last of the old campaigners Lined up for ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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