Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H. (Amy Lowell Poem)
How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make ...
How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make ...
As I one ev'ning sat before my cell, Me thoughts a star did shoot into my lap. I rose, and ...
Not beside me if truth were to be told alone God would deny me so base is my soul The ...
While we may not know the limits the garden finite, with boundaries our world precious, unique given into our trembling ...
All of us together charged from the very beginning dominion and stewardship a caring for the earth capacity, the burden ...
The water, the minerals our lives but a breath, the finite stuff of man gone in an instant Like the ...
In some ways, the friends of Job right about one thing How small we are, how finite when compared to ...
Small, finite, little man far less than the heavens the earth, the mountains, the seas Yet we are important to ...
The words of the bible, the possibilities of God of the infinite nature, the eternal essence of God Beyond reason, ...
If only, you had been here, you could have healed him, stopped him from dying. Such was the limits of ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Their Height in Heaven comforts not -- Their Glory -- nought to me -- 'Twas best imperfect -- as it ...
The Admirations -- and Contempts -- of time -- Show justest -- through an Open Tomb -- The Dying -- ...
Finite -- to fail, but infinite to Venture -- For the one ship that struts the shore Many's the gallant ...
Estranged from Beauty -- none can be -- For Beauty is Infinity -- And power to be finite ceased Before ...
Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see -- As other Creatures, that have Eyes ...
There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compared ...
Congratulations, you've succeeded, you've acknowledged 60% of you at least are the incredibly dense and mindless people needed to make ...
Most explicit-- the sense of trap as a narrowing cone one's got stuck into and any movement forward simply wedges ...
The Moon, how definite its orb! Yet gaze again, and with a steady gaze-- 'Tis there indeed,--but where is it ...
The body, Eternal Shadow of the finite Soul, The Soul's self-symbol, its image of itself. Its own yet not itself-- ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
I I dream of journeys repeatedly: Of flying like a bat deep into a narrowing tunnel Of driving alone, without ...
You have read War and Peace. Now here is Sister Carrie, not up to Tolstoy; still it will second the ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
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