On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when ...
Oh, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their ...
When Sam Small retired from the Army He'd a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence ...
Richard the First, Coeur-de-Lion, Is a name that we speak of with pride, Though he only lived six months in ...
I speak to you across cities I speak to you across plains My mouth is upon your pillow Both faces ...
Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Dæmon film, Thou must mount for ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the ...
One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted -- One need not be a House -- The Brain ...
The Bobolink is gone -- The Rowdy of the Meadow -- And no one swaggers now but me -- The ...
If He were living -- dare I ask -- And how if He be dead -- And so around the ...
'Tis Anguish grander than Delight 'Tis Resurrection Pain -- The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again. 'Tis ...
Meeting by Accident, We hovered by design -- As often as a Century An error so divine Is ratified by ...
I can't tell you -- but you feel it -- Nor can you tell me -- Saints, with ravished slate ...
Do you mind if I write a few lines for you tonight? I'm fuelled for sure, perhaps a bit ebullient, ...
Were meetings predestined then ours was intended, great oracles decreed it as fate, and the auguries chattered with sweet benefactors ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Were meetings destined then this was one to take a leading place, the oracle decreed it fate in a matrix ...
Dawn has reached the ridges to the north and a thin line of light chased the night west; it is ...
III. For the Creche Form 8277059, Sub-Section K I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you ...
'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find What we are looking for in anyone; They glitter, maybe, but ...
The gas was on in the Institute, The flare was up in the gym, A man was running a mineral ...
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