Refrain (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A ...
Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
The big teetotum twirls, And epochs wax and wane As chance subsides or swirls; But of the loss and gain ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the ...
A murmur, the muted notes whispering into the silent sanctuary The refrain of the song, hushed breathing more than filler, ...
Dew in the morning Burst my slumber, stupor, coma Caught me from numbness, Unseeing eyes Dulled senses Forced sight, perception ...
I'm not Stupid What!?! What did she just say? Evan, can you confirm it? "I'm not stupid; I'm Greek." Oh ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
AS WILLIAM walking with his wife was seen, A man of rank admired her lovely mien. Who gave you such ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Judge is like the Owl -- I've heard my Father tell -- And Owls do build in Oaks -- ...
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you -- Bare your Jessamine -- to the storm -- And she ...
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, East wind and frost are safely gone; With zephyr mild and balmy rain ...
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
"Enough of thought, philosopher! Too long hast thou been dreaming Unlightened, in this chamber drear, While summer's sun is beaming! ...
The half-shut doors through which we heard that music Are softly closed. Horns mutter down to silence. The stars whirl ...
Do not accept these rains that come too late. Better to linger. Make your pain An image of the desert. ...
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