Song (Amy Lowell Poem)
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed ...
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed ...
Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
THE years have gathered grayly Since I danced upon this leaze With one who kindled gayly Love's fitful ecstasies! But ...
Give all to love; Obey thy heart; Friends, kindred, days, Estate, good fame, Plans, credit, and the muse; Nothing refuse. ...
You'll know Her -- by Her Foot -- The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers -- where the Toes should be ...
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead Came the Darker Way -- Carriages -- Be Sure -- and Guests -- ...
Don't put up my Thread and Needle -- I'll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle -- Better ...
A Prison gets to be a friend -- Between its Ponderous face And Ours -- a Kinsmanship express -- And ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
I flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying. I said, "Wait on, wait on, while I ride ...
O! had my Fate been join'd with thine, As once this pledge appear'd a token, These follies had not, then, ...
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And ...
Take it away, and swallow it yourself. Ha! Look you, there's a rat. Last night there were a dozen on ...
Releas'd from the noise of the butcher and baker Who, my old friends be thanked, did seldom forsake her, And ...
Though you know it anyhow Listen to me, darling, now, Proving what I need not prove How I know I ...
I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, ...
When the salt wave laps on the long, dim shore, And frets the reef with its windy sallies, And the ...
Oft have I brooded on defeat and pain, The pathos of the stupid, stumbling throng. These I ignore to-day and ...
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