The Last Quarter of the Moon (Amy Lowell Poem)
How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life, A spatter of rust on its polished steel! The seasons reel ...
How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life, A spatter of rust on its polished steel! The seasons reel ...
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace ...
Written for John Lockwood Kipling's They killed a Child to please the Gods In Earth's young penitence, And I have ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
There pass the careless people That call their souls their own: Here by the road I loiter, How idle and ...
Long have I framed weak phantasies of Thee, O Willer masked and dumb! Who makest Life become, - As though ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade; ...
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
Eternal and all-working God, which wast Before the world, whose frame by Thee was cast, And beautified with beamful lamps ...
Let me but do my work from day to day, In field or forest, at the desk or loom, In ...
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void, lost in the haunted wood, I have tended and loved, ...
We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As théou, Léove, were the déep thought And ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
Crouch'd on the pavement close by Belgrave Square A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied; A babe was in ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
It was the Great Alexander, Capped with a golden helm, Sate in the ages, in his floating ship, In a ...
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
If you make a revolution, make it for fun, don't make it in ghastly seriousness, don't do it in deadly ...
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