Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
There is a heaven, for ever, day by day, The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so. There ...
The look of thee, what is it like Hast thou a hand or Foot Or Mansion of Identity And what ...
The joy that has no stem no core, Nor seed that we can sow, Is edible to longing. But ablative ...
Not any more to be lacked -- Not any more to be known -- Denizen of Significance For a span ...
Longing is like the Seed That wrestles in the Ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. ...
Delight's Despair at setting Is that Delight is less Than the sufficing Longing That so impoverish. Enchantment's Perihelion Mistaken oft ...
"Go tell it" -- What a Message -- To whom -- is specified -- Not murmur -- not endearment -- ...
Through those old Grounds of memory, The sauntering alone Is a divine intemperance A prudent man would shun. Of liquors ...
(Sappho XXIII) I loved thee, Atthis, in the long ago, When the great oleanders were in flower In the broad ...
In the prologue to her Alexiad, Anna Comnena laments her widowhood. Her soul is dizzy. "And with rivers of tears," ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace Sends up my soul to seek thy face. Thy blessed eyes breed ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
You made us hopeful, LORD; where is your Hope when every lovely Rainbow bright and chill reflects your Will? You ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- ...
Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
Eternal power of earth and air, Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
There's little joy in life for me, And little terror in the grave; I've lived the parting hour to see ...
The blue bell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe ...
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.) What light of unremembered skies Hast ...
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