Days (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring ...
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring ...
The Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat: If you offer him pheasant he would rather have grouse. If you ...
Oval mirror of the sea, age-warped isle waved and cloudy, each angle crystalline and salty. my lens into reality. Point ...
Yet read at last the story of my woe, The dreary abstracts of my endless cares, With my life's sorrow ...
Truce, gentle Love, a parley now I crave; Methinks 'tis long since first these wars begun; Nor thou nor I ...
Relax. This won't last long. Or if it does, or if the lines make you sleepy or bored, give in ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
What did They do since I saw Them? Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the ...
Too scanty 'twas to die for you, The merest Greek could that. The living, Sweet, is costlier -- I offer ...
To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone -- When One has failed to stop them -- Is Human ...
I cross till I am weary A Mountain -- in my mind -- More Mountains -- then a Sea -- ...
I cannot be ashamed Because I cannot see The love you offer -- Magnitude Reverses Modesty And I cannot be ...
The Wind -- tapped like a tired Man -- And like a Host -- "Come in" I boldly answered -- ...
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies -- A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He ...
"Faithful to the end" Amended From the Heavenly Clause -- Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors -- "Crowns of Life" ...
I'll have to change my mind on war, I need to take a break from structured thought; there's more to ...
It was the days of the slow roll, times when we dextrously dressed our hand-rolled cigarettes with a dearth of ...
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
Supposing that I should have the courage To let a red sword of virtue Plunge into my heart, Letting to ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
The Milk-and-Water School Alas! she would not hear my prayer! Yet it were rash to tear my hair; Disfigured, I ...
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
This evening and part of the night I sank again into the dense sea where we beings and things float. ...
As cats bring their smiling mouse-kills and hypnotised birds, slinking home under the light of a summer's morning to offer ...
When Cupid held an auction sale, I hastened to his mart, For I had heard that he would sell The ...
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