The City of the Dead XX (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
HLF, August 8, 1918-August 22, 1997 "Bequeath us to no earthly shore until Is answered in the vortex of our ...
Deep in thought and despair slowing walking home Cleopas and the other out on the dusty road Confused and unbelieving ...
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
TWO lawyers to their cause so well adhered, A country justice quite confused appeared, By them the facts were rendered ...
You'll wait a long, long time for anything much To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud And the ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Those who have been in the Grave the longest -- Those who begin Today -- Equally perish from our Practise ...
The Notice that is called the Spring Is but a month from here -- Put up my Heart thy Hoary ...
Promise This -- When You be Dying -- Some shall summon Me -- Mine belong Your latest Sighing -- Mine ...
I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come -- And we are waiting for the ...
Death is potential to that Man Who dies -- and to his friend -- Beyond that -- unconspicuous To Anyone ...
The longest day that God appoints Will finish with the sun. Anguish can travel to its stake, And then it ...
The man whose term we would remember as our longest, constant serving Head of State, besides the late Sir Robert ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
How delicious is the winning Of a kiss at love's beginning, When two mutual hearts are sighing For the knot ...
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
What name do I have for you? Certainly there is not name for you In the sense that the stars ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
I can't have it and you can't have it and we won't get it so don't bet on it or ...
the final curtain on one of the longest running musicals ever, some people claim to have seen it over one ...
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