Water (Robert Lowell Poem)
It was a Maine lobster town- each morning boatloads of hands pushed off for granite quarries on the islands, and ...
It was a Maine lobster town- each morning boatloads of hands pushed off for granite quarries on the islands, and ...
born 19.6.32 - deported 24.9.42 Undesirable you may have been, untouchable you were not. Not forgotten or passed over at ...
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys? If there has, take him out, without making a noise. ...
the children played games getting from here to where the truth was without touching a flake needless to say the ...
The sky, the air, everything, everywhere I look not a fog, a filter, a screen, a white veneer lowering, darkening, ...
Snow in the air long before the first flakes started their long fall from the heavens snow in the feel, ...
My eye catches, notices A small detail A flower, berry, bug Flake, fragment Texture or color drawn to it Hold ...
Showers of New Snow Light powder of confectionary sugar Filtered down through the night air On forest and field Oak ...
Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in the yard, And one of them put ...
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me ...
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?' I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane ...
I saw that the Flake was on it But plotted with Time to dispute -- "Unchanged" I urged with a ...
He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears -- Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of ...
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life -- Poured thee, ...
"Lethe" in my flower, Of which they who drink In the fadeless orchards Hear the bobolink! Merely flake or petal ...
The Sky is low -- the Clouds are mean. A Travelling Flake of Snow Across a Barn or through a ...
The Flake the Wind exasperate More eloquently lie Than if escorted to its Down By Arm of Chivalry. (Emily Dickinson)
The farthest Thunder that I heard Was nearer than the Sky And rumbles still, though torrid Noons Have lain their ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
Zeus, Brazen-thunder-hurler, Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos, Send vengeance on these Oreads Who strew White frozen flecks of mist and cloud Over the ...
WE overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination (given us to bring down The choirs of singing angels overshone ...
The spring wind comes from the east and quickly passes, Leaving faint ripples in the wine of the golden bowl. ...
A smile fell in the grass. Irretrievable! And how will your night dances Lose themselves. In mathematics? Such pure leaps ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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