The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Chequer'd with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his ...
My OBERON, with ev'ry sprite "That gilds the vapours of the night, "Shall dance and weave the verdant ring "With ...
HAIL! GODDESS of persuasive art! The magic of whose tuneful tongue Lulls to soft harmony the wand'ring heart With fascinating ...
PALE GODDESS of the witching hour; Blest Contemplation's placid friend; Oft in my solitary bow'r, I mark thy lucid beam ...
"With female Fairies will thy tomb be haunted "And worms will not come to thee." SHAKSPERE. WHEN from Day's closing ...
FLOW soft RIVER, gently stray, Still a silent waving tide O'er thy glitt'ring carpet glide, While I chaunt my ROUNDELAY, ...
O'ER fallow plains and fertile meads, AURORA lifts the torch of day; The shad'wy brow of Night recedes, Cold dew-drops ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
Hymn to the Dope Goddess of the murmuring courts, Nicotine, my Nicotine, Houri of the mystic sports, trailing-robed in gabardine, ...
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where ...
Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! ...
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream; I wish no happier one than to be laid Beneath a ...
All yesterday it poured, and all night long I could not sleep; the rain unceasing beat Upon the shingled roof ...
Through seas of dreams and seas of phantasies, Through seas of solitudes and vacancies, And through my Self, the deepest ...
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