In a Vale (Robert Frost Poem)
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it ...
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it ...
It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I ...
It were after the Battle of Crecy- The foe all lay dead on the ground- And King Edward went out ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
I The other night I had a dream, most clear And comforting, complete In every line, a crystal sphere, And ...
A train went through a burial gate, A bird broke forth and sang, And trilled, and quivered, and shook his ...
I cannot live with You -- It would be Life -- And Life is over there -- Behind the Shelf ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
At break of day we rested, the contest of our wills declined to wrest the peace away and where the ...
It happened by Bretton Wood (although that wasn't it's real name) and I recall a clear, grey dawn and the ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
A god in wrath Was beating a man; He cuffed him loudly With thunderous blows That rang and rolled over ...
The Barrister's Dream They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Last, the youngest son was taken: Very rough and thick his hair was, Very round and red his face was, ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
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 ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
"Ah, did you once see Shelley plain?" -- Browning. "Shelley? Oh, yes, I saw him often then," The old man ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
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