Hero-Worship (Amy Lowell Poem)
A face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment ...
A face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
The challenge to the rich man to all of us, in this society greed, consumption the lust, the idolatry of ...
Moses, on the mountain, petitioning God, once more to spare the people, the ones He saved who are turning away ...
O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might ...
What if this present were the world's last night? Mark in my heart, O soul, where thou dost dwell, The ...
Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm Nor question much That subtle wreath of hair which crowns my arm; ...
You constituted Time -- I deemed Eternity A Revelation of Yourself -- 'Twas therefore Deity The Absolute -- removed The ...
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and ...
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
As I out of a casement sent Mine eyes as wand'ring as my thought, Upon no certayne object bent, But ...
For God has given us a language of monosyllables to prevent our clipping. For a toad enjoys a finer prospect ...
STRANGER! the MAN OF NATURE lies not here: Enshrin'd far distant by his rival's side His relics rest, there by ...
Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my belovèd as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and ...
Let not my love be call'd idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
Had I ador'd the multitude, and thence Got an antipathy to wit and sence, And hug'd that fate, in hope ...
Beloved, this the heart I offer thee Is purified from old idolatry, From outworn hopes, and from the lingering stain ...
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