The Perfect Word (Lucy Larcom Poems)
How satisfying is a perfect word!How great, to know the truth, and utter itSo that it shall eternally be heard,And ...
How satisfying is a perfect word!How great, to know the truth, and utter itSo that it shall eternally be heard,And ...
Music comesSweetly from the trembling stringWhen wizard fingers sweepDreamily, half asleep;When through remembering reedsAncient airs and murmurs creep,Oboe oboe following,Flute ...
Take not, poetic souls, a word amiss:I mean the unweaned spirits of the age,Male, female, epicoene—'tis all the rageTo write; ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
KNOW this : that through all time past Love hasbeenSo sweet that none could perish and not liveForthwith again.Ere Persia ...
'Ere! 'Ave a 'eart! 'e sez. "Why, love a duck! A 'uman bein' ain't a choppin' block!There ain't no ...
Dick, as a little lad, was told That the London streets were paved with gold. He never, in ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its towerTicks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour:At the deep sudden ...
Thro' moss, and bracken, and purple bloom,With a glitter of gorses here and there,Shoulder deep in the dewy bloom,My love, ...
To R. L.NEITHER her voice, her name,Eyes, quietness neither,That moved through the light, that cameCold stalk in her teethBitten of ...
Pain, pain exalts me Into consciousness:I am awake! My jangled anguish rivesEach tense quick nerve pricked by unnum-bered knives,My only ...
How low when angels fall their black descent, Our primal thunder tells: known is the pain Of music, that nigh ...
THE million noises jangled In the streetConfused together (loud and clear apart:The rattling trains, the rhythmic clattering beatOf horses and ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
He is said to have been the last Red man In Action. And the Miller is said to have laughed-- ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
O'er the dark pines she sees the silver moon, And in the west, all tremulous, a star; And soothing sweet ...
In gold and grey, with fleering looks of sin, I watch them come; by two, by three, by four, Advancing ...
THE moon resumed all heaven now, She shepherded the stars below Along her wide, white steeps of snow, Nor stooped ...
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