I met a King this afternoon! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
Search. Search. Seek. Seek. Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear. Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain. Hot flashes. Sudden chills. Stabbing pains. Slow agonies. ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk, Poor faded flow'ret! on his careless way; Inhal'd awhile thy odours on ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
O, Poverty! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mien, of every charm bereft, Thy brow that Hope's last traces ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born. It was raining softly in all the rooms, I ...
The gas was on in the Institute, The flare was up in the gym, A man was running a mineral ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Gloomily the clouds are sailing O'er the dimly moonlit sky; Dolefully the wind is wailing; Not another sound is nigh; ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Halls grew darker and somehow faded. Grates of windows drowned in black. Every knight, every beautiful lady Knew the tiding: ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
THE human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, ...
It was a little budding rose, Round like a fairy globe, And shyly did its leaves unclose Hid in their ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
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