Here Follows Some Verses upon the Burning of Our House (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
This youth too long has heard the break Of waters in a land of change. He goes to see what ...
"Ah, did you once see Shelley plain?" -- Browning. "Shelley? Oh, yes, I saw him often then," The old man ...
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
Who played with a Dangerous Toy, and suffered a Catastrophe of considerable Dimensions When George's Grandmamma was told That George ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
Who ran away from his Nurse and was eaten by a Lion There was a Boy whose name was Jim; ...
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, Where Pindus' mountains rise, And angry clouds are pouring fast The vengeance of ...
It will seem strange, no more this range on range Of opening hopes and happenings. Strange to be One's name ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul Move ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
Sleep! sleep! beauty bright, Dreaming o'er the joys of night; Sleep! sleep! in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. ...
The sun descending in the west. The evening star does shine. The birds are silent in their nest, And I ...
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