Second Best (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell ...
Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
The day that YOUTH had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Safe in the magic of my woods I lay, and watched the dying light. Faint in the pale high solitudes, ...
When you were there, and you, and you, Happiness crowned the night; I too, Laughing and looking, one of all, ...
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
I. Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far. God must judge the couple: leave them as ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I'd feel among the lettuce- pickers of Salinas? I think of the ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
When she came out, that white little Russian dancer, With her bright hair, and her eyes, so young, so young, ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun falls On bright red roofs and walls; The trees in ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
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