The Whitsun Weddings (Philip Larkin Poem)
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull ...
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the hardcore.It was the coldest night of the ...
Ye silent shades, whose each tree here Some relique of a saint doth wear; Who for some sweet-heart's sake, did ...
When I behold a forest spread With silken trees upon thy head; And when I see that other dress Of ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
We, newbie's, 1L's Like eagle chicks Hands, not mouths, open, reaching Call on me, call on me! I know, I ...
Meticulous was the word That came to mom and me Simultaneously to describe Dad and how he approached almost Everything ...
Jots of thoughts in my journal How does editing sound, Illegible words, random thoughts Scratching out the rhyme Fighting the ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
If I were gusty April now, How I would blow at laughing Rose; I'd make her ribbons slip their knots, ...
Of nearness to her sundered Things The Soul has special times -- When Dimness -- looks the Oddity -- Distinctness ...
Lord Lilac thought it rather rotten That Shakespeare should be quite forgotten, And therefore got on a Committee With several ...
The gallows in my garden, people say, Is new and neat and adequately tall; I tie the noose on in ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
``With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots, Wreathe iron pokers into true-love knots ; Rhyme's sturdy cripple, fancy's maze and ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
1992 1) I was born in a Free City, near the North Sea. 2) In the year of my birth, ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown'd, ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
OH, Prue she has a patient man, And Joan a gentle lover, And Agatha's Arth' is a hug-the-hearth, But my ...
Do they dream of past lives and unlived dreams unspeakably human or unimaginably bestial? Do they struggle to catch in ...
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