The Little Dove (Ivan Ivanovitch Dmitrieff Poems)
The little dove, with heart of sadness, In silent pain sighs night and day,What now can wake that heart to gladness? His ...
The little dove, with heart of sadness, In silent pain sighs night and day,What now can wake that heart to gladness? His ...
We do not get a human lifeJust for the asking.Birth in a human bodyIs the reward for good deedsIn former ...
'Neath the azure crystal bell Of my listless melancholy All my formless sorrows slowlySink to rest, and all is well;Symbols all, the ...
It was the other way round:God waved his slow wandAnd the creature became a woman,Imperceptibly, retaining its body,Nose, brow, lips, ...
We do not get a human lifeJust for the asking.Birth in a human bodyIs the reward for good deedsIn former ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
IN summer, eighteen fifty-eight, A ship sailed out from Aberdeen; A gilded pet for summer state The little Fox had ...
FAREWELL to such a world! Too long I press The crowded pavement with unwilling feet. Pity makes pride, and hate ...
_She_. How soft the night wind strokes the meadow grasses And, breathing music, through ...
Against a flawless autumn skyA crimson dragonfly is taking flightAs I am standing in a meadowNothing in the waning evening ...
As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away, — Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled, ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Glacial faces before the calving the granite ledges, bedrock framing the highway, interstate plates and layers, uplifted imperceptibly crumbling over ...
As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away -- Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy -- A Quietness ...
Without consideration, without pity, without shame they have built great and high walls around me. And now I sit here ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of ...
Twitched strings, the clang of metal, beaten drums, Dull, shrill, continuous, disquieting: And now the stealthy dancer comes Undulantly with ...
the quality of being complete; unbroken condition; entirety ~ Webster A wild patience has taken me this far as if ...
There are hours when every thing creaks when chairs stretch their arms, tables their legs and closets crack their backs, ...
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