Two Travellers in the Place Vendome (Amy Lowell Poem)
Reign of Louis Philippe A great tall column spearing at the sky With a little man on top. Goodness! Tell ...
Reign of Louis Philippe A great tall column spearing at the sky With a little man on top. Goodness! Tell ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
I had walked since dawn and lay down to rest on a bare hillside Above the ocean. I saw through ...
One by one they appear in the darkness: a few friends, and a few with historical names. How late they ...
I never want to stop Never stop Exploring you Your body, your skin Under my skin Touching you Captivated, bound ...
We are perched, walking on the edge of an errant planet, off-kilter and dizzy wobbling off course in its orbit ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Delight's Despair at setting Is that Delight is less Than the sufficing Longing That so impoverish. Enchantment's Perihelion Mistaken oft ...
Thank you Ambrose for the kitchen door ajar, a sign your friendship never closed on me, an amity extended from ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
See how in their veins all becomes spirit; into each other they mature and grow. Like axles, their forms tremblingly ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave To our country a name, is withdrawn from all ...
I like walking on streets as black and wet as this one now, at two in the solemnly musical morning, ...
I bend to the ground to catch something whispered, urgent, drifting across the ditches. The heaviness of flies stuttering in ...
Look where a three-point star shall weave his beam Into the slumb'rous tissue of some stream, Till his bright self ...
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