Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
For Robert Lowell This is the time of year when almost every night the frail, illegal fire balloons appear. Climbing ...
I search for love and find my soul With you, my love, I am whole And the mystic love that ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely ...
Part in peace: is day before us? Praise His Name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o'er us? ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
We are sending you, dear flowers Forth alone to die, Where your gentle sisters may not weep O'er the cold ...
The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the ...
When stretch'd on one's bed With a fierce-throbbing head, Which preculdes alike thought or repose, How little one cares For ...
Out of three or four in the room One is always standing at the window. Forced to see the injustice ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world ...
This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, ...
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is ...
Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!— For the soul is dead that slumbers, And ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
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