Questions Of Life (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A bending staff I would not break,A feeble faith I would not shake,Nor even rashly pluck awayThe error which some ...
A bending staff I would not break,A feeble faith I would not shake,Nor even rashly pluck awayThe error which some ...
Now, in this time, I have seen the living faceBleached of its blood, gray, and strange things doneIn the name ...
The mountain road ends here,Broken away in the chasm whereThe bridge washed out years ago.The first scarlet larkspur glittersIn the ...
I was the patriarch of the shining land,Of the blond summer and metallic grain;Men vanished at the motion of my ...
ON the first of spring, walking along the Embankment,Light-footed, light-headed, eager in mind and heart,I found my spirit keyed to ...
SUNDAY shuts down on this twentieth-century evening.The L passes. Twilight and bulb definethe brown room, the overstuffed plum sofa,the boy, ...
Things tell less and less:The news impersonalAnd from afar; no bookWorth wrenching off the shelf.Liquor brings dizzinessAnd food discomfort; allMusic ...
Europe: 1944as regarded from a great distanceImpersonal the aimWhere giant movements tend;Each man appears the same;Friend vanishes from friend.In the ...
Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, Sealed from the sun with ...
HATH not man at his noblest An air of something more than man? -- A hint of grace immortal, Born ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
We are all captured beasts, And we howl - as we might. We can't open the doors, For the doors ...
Leave me alone a little!Must I be yours,When all my heart is pouring with the sea Out to the moon's ...
Whom should I choose for my Judge? the earnest, impersonal reader, Who, in the work, forgets me and the world ...
In a vision of the night I saw them, In the battles of the night. 'Mid the roar and the ...
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
A man once read with mind surprised Of the way that people were "hypnotised"; By waving hands you produced, forsooth, ...
Then dirt scared me, because of the dirt he had put on her face. And her training bra scared me-the ...
The illustration is nothing to you without the application. You lack half wit. You crush all the particles down into ...
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