Ode On The Pleasure Arising From Vicissitude (Thomas Gray Poem)
Now the golden Morn aloft Waves her dew-bespangled wing, With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy Spring: ...
Now the golden Morn aloft Waves her dew-bespangled wing, With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy Spring: ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
Down in the mud I lay, Tired out by my long day Of five damned days and nights, Five sleepless ...
The judgment of the rich man not like the beggar sitting in the place of the dead in his misery ...
The words of the rich man in his misery learning too late the lesson the fate of those like him ...
So much of our hesitation our feeling trapped bound in place stuck in our misery unable to move Freed, if ...
"Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning." We call them here hope in these words of welcome, ...
Only by your love, oh Lord will change fully come Haiti, beautiful island Garden, land of children crying out to ...
A few grains of dust more or less On ancient shoulders Locks of weakness on weary foreheads This theatre of ...
It may be misery not to sing at all, And to go silent through the brimming day; It may be ...
Why make it doubt -- it hurts it so -- So sick -- to guess -- So strong -- to ...
Such is the Force of Happiness -- The Least -- can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus -- Who ...
Society for me my misery Since Gift of Thee -- (Emily Dickinson)
Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury -- On the Heads that started with us -- Being's Peasantry -- Recognizing ...
It makes no difference abroad -- The Seasons -- fit -- the same -- The Mornings blossom into Noons -- ...
A Door just opened on a street -- I -- lost -- was passing by -- An instant's Width of ...
I got so I could take his name -- Without -- Tremendous gain -- That Stop-sensation -- on my Soul ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows, Thou Giver of all good! Not heaven itself a richer knows Than my ...
Obscurest night involv'd the sky, Th' Atlantic billows roar'd, When such a destin'd wretch as I, Wash'd headlong from on ...
A little ink more or less! I surely can't matter? Even the sky and the opulent sea, The plains and ...
The last year's leaves are on the beech: The twigs are black; the cold is dry; To deeps byond the ...
When my love was away, Full three days were not sped, I caught my fancy astray Thinking if she were ...
RAVING winds around her blowing, Yellow leaves the woodlands strowing, By a river hoarsely roaring, Isabella stray'd deploring- "Farewell, hours ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
THIS day, Time winds th' exhausted chain; To run the twelvemonth's length again: I see, the old bald-pated fellow, With ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
THE SUN he is sunk in the west, All creatures retir?d to rest, While here I sit, all sore beset, ...
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