The Crescent Moon (Amy Lowell Poem)
Slipping softly through the sky Little horned, happy moon, Can you hear me up so high? Will you come down ...
Slipping softly through the sky Little horned, happy moon, Can you hear me up so high? Will you come down ...
(For Aline) Homer, they tell us, was blind and could not see the beautiful faces Looking up into his own ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Artist, fashion! talk not long! Be a breath thine only song! THE DROPS OF NECTAR. WHEN Minerva, to give pleasure ...
[Goethe says of this ode, that it is the only one remaining out of several strange hymns and dithyrambs composed ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff'd with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes ...
To the still Covert of a Wood About the prime of Day, A Lyon, satiated with Food, With stately Pace, ...
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
It was long I lay Awake that night Wishing that night Would name the hour And tell me whether To ...
"Lethe" in my flower, Of which they who drink In the fadeless orchards Hear the bobolink! Merely flake or petal ...
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me ...
The pine woods on the hill, And the farmhouse miles away, Showed clear as though behind a lens Under a ...
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me ...
Quisnam adeo, mortale genus, praecordia versat: Heu Palmae, Laurique furor, vel simplicis Herbae! Arbor ut indomitos ornet vix una labores; ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
Wide are the meadows of night, And daisies are shinng there, Tossing their lovely dews, Lustrous and fair; And through ...
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