Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
NOt that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispaire, Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care, And ...
SO the renowned Ithacensian Queen In Tears for her Telemachus was seen, When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire ...
AS those who pass the Alps do say, The Rocks which first oppose their way, And so amazing-High do show, ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
What freeman knoweth freedom? Never he Whose father's father through long lives have reigned O'er kingdoms which mere heritage attained. ...
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
UPON a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead ...
THE LADY. IN the small and great world too, What most charms a woman's heart? It is doubtless what is ...
This valley wood is pledged To the set shape of things, And reasonably hedged: Here are no harpies fledged, No ...
Deep, everlasting abiding joy in the Lord this is our strength our protection from harms the struggles of our days ...
Another day, remembering all those who served, who sacrificed different, still, unresolved, an open wound, without closure so many still ...
Something, I cannot fully explain; but certain and true each time, on the side of the main street the parade ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff'd with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do ...
One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- A Minor thing -- it sounds -- And yet, unto the single Doe ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
Part of an entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Darby at Harefield, by som Noble persons of her Family, ...
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