The Poet’s Corner (Laura Riding Jackson Poems)
Here where the end of bone is no end of song And the earth is bedecked with immortality In what ...
Here where the end of bone is no end of song And the earth is bedecked with immortality In what ...
Though He was in the beginning the first-born of creation that all came into being after the Christ Christ descending ...
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
With Pinions of Disdain The soul can farther fly Than any feather specified in Ornithology -- It wafts this sordid ...
We thirst at first -- 'tis Nature's Act -- And later -- when we die -- A little Water supplicate ...
To disappear enhances -- The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality But yesterday a Vagrant ...
The immortality she gave We borrowed at her Grave -- For just one Plaudit famishing, The Might of Human love ...
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology -- Because he travels freely And wears a proper ...
Suspense -- is Hostiler than Death -- Death -- tho'soever Broad, Is Just Death, and cannot increase -- Suspense -- ...
Somewhere upon the general Earth Itself exist Today -- The Magic passive but extant That consecrated me -- Indifferent Seasons ...
Satisfaction -- is the Agent Of Satiety -- Want -- a quiet Commissary For Infinity. To possess, is past the ...
Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today Whose having lived is held by us in ...
If my Bark sink 'Tis to another sea -- Mortality's Ground Floor Is Immortality -- (Emily Dickinson)
Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend -- He doth not attest by Posture -- Nor Confirm ...
That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived -- Enough -- That ...
Is Immortality a bane That men are so oppressed? (Emily Dickinson)
Behind Me -- dips Eternity -- Before Me -- Immortality -- Myself -- the Term between -- Death but the ...
My life closed twice before its close -- It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to ...
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 ...
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps tread Lie low and ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
With tears they buried you to-day, But well I knew no turf could hold Your gladness long beneath the mould, ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Ink needs a pen Pen needs paper Paper needs a poem Poem needs a poet Poet needs a muse Muse ...
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