Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
The lamplit page is turned, the dream forgotten; The music changes tone, you wake, remember Deep worlds you lived before,-deep ...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares With purple lights in the canyoned street. The fiery sign on ...
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, Over the clear red roofs they flow and pass. A flock of ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread; Now ...
He Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely ...
In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses ...
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night; I went to the window to see the sight; All the ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Why do you always stand there shivering Between the white stream and the road? The people pass through the dust ...
Plus quan se atque suos amavit omnes, nunc... - Catullus You were my playmate by the sea. We swam together. ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
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