The Building of the Ship (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
1 On my way home from school up tribal Providence Hill past the Academy ballpark where I could never hope ...
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Standing on water buoyed by your love even when the winds make some standing confidently knowing you can hold me ...
The strider skating like the Apollo lunar lander standing in the moon dust leaving a mere impression Standing on the ...
As certain of the strider counting on the surface tension to buoy it up on its feet We are to ...
Seeing the sunlight, moving into the labyrinth rising through the paces leading to the cross a vision of the yard ...
Here they are, the giggle sisters Mischief and Mayhem (along with their older sister Chaos) on the way to play ...
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
Oh, she was sad, oh, she was sad. She didn't mean to do it. Certain thrills stay tucked in your ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Constantly risking absurdity and death whenever he performs above the heads of his audience the poet like an acrobat climbs ...
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her And draws it down as if it were a lover ...
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
How straight it flew, how long it flew, It clear'd the rutty track And soaring, disappeared from view Beyond the ...
Away, sad thoughts, and teasing Perplexities, away! Let other blood go freezing, We will be wise and gay. For here ...
Voices out of the shade that cried, And long noon in the hot calm places, And children's play by the ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far. God must judge the couple: leave them as ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
Here, where precipitate Spring with one light bound Into hot Summer's lusty arms expires; And where go forth at morn, ...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black ...
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