Hugo’s “pool in the forest” (Eugene Field Poems)
How calm, how beauteous and how cool-- How like a sister to the skies, Appears the broad, transparent pool That ...
How calm, how beauteous and how cool-- How like a sister to the skies, Appears the broad, transparent pool That ...
Beyond Siberia again Siberia, beyond impenetrable forest again forest. And beyond it waste ground, where a blizzard of snow breaks ...
O Hymen king. Hymen, O Hymen king, what bitter thing is this? what shaft, tearing my heart? what scar, what ...
To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone -- When One has failed to stop them -- Is Human ...
The Sun went down -- no Man looked on -- The Earth and I, alone, Were present at the Majesty ...
The last of Summer is Delight -- Deterred by Retrospect. 'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review -- Enchantment's Syndicate. To meet it ...
I groped for him before I knew With solemn nameless need All other bounty sudden chaff For this foreshadowed Food ...
How many Flowers fail in Wood -- Or perish from the Hill -- Without the privilege to know That they ...
Contained in this short Life Are magical extents The soul returning soft at night To steal securer thence As Children ...
It was a brave day under an endlessly clear sky that extended forever from our valley to the unfathomably distant ...
Colours fade into nameless shades of grey and where the tonsure of bas-relief crudely stands effete, semantic symbolism degrades into ...
Though giant rains put out the sun, Here stand I for a sign. Though earth be filled with waters dark, ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
Who hath not felt the influence that so calms The weary mind in summers sultry hours When wandering thickest woods ...
O race that Cæsar knew, That won stern Roman praise, What land not envies you The laurel of these days? ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
When coldness wraps this suffering clay, Ah! whither strays the immortal mind? It cannot die, it cannot stay, But leaves ...
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