Happiness (Amy Lowell Poem)
Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation. Days of passive somnolence, At its wildest, indolence. Hours of empty ...
Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation. Days of passive somnolence, At its wildest, indolence. Hours of empty ...
After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc into the green ...
Half of my life is gone, and I have let The years slip from me and have not fulfilled The ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the ...
We're going to miss you little girl, you leave an aching space way out of all proportion to your size. ...
It was a fat-tyred 4WD utility hard back, the sort of ute you'd expect a contractor to drive, except it ...
I love to lick English the way I licked the hard round licorice sticks the Belgian nuns gave me for ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
In autumn moonlight, when the white air wan Is fragrant in the wake of summer hence, 'Tis sweet to sit ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Come melancholy Moralizer--come! Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath; With me engarland now The SEPULCHRE OF TIME! Come ...
1 You, once a belle in Shreveport, with henna-colored hair, skin like a peachbud, still have your dresses copied from ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
I say no more for Clavering Than I should say of him who fails To bring his wounded vessel home ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
BEAUTY, the attribute of Heaven! In various forms to mortals given, With magic skill enslaves mankind, As sportive fancy sways ...
You hide your face in shame, But I can see your private parts, Have you no contrition, To expose yourself, ...
A giant as we hoped, in truth, a dwarf; A barrel of slop that shines on Lethe's wharf', Which at ...
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?- This violent ...
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