Beautiful Old Age (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
It ought to be lovely to be old to be full of the peace that comes of experience and wrinkled ...
It ought to be lovely to be old to be full of the peace that comes of experience and wrinkled ...
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
'T is you that are the music, not your song. The song is but a door which, opening wide, Lets ...
Our Lord Who did the Ox command To kneel to Judah's King, He binds His frost upon the land To ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled ...
O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped! The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung On wands; the ...
She stood breast-high amid the corn, Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who ...
Late August, given heavy rain and sun For a full week, the blackberries would ripen. At first, just one, a ...
I Dear Lizbie Browne, Where are you now? In sun, in rain? - Or is your brow Past joy, past ...
COULD this early bliss but rest Constant for one single hour! But e'en now the humid West Scatters many a ...
FLOURISH greener, as ye clamber, Oh ye leaves, to seek my chamber, Up the trellis'd vine on high! May ye ...
I DRINK fresh nourishment, new ...
PAGE. WHERE goest thou? Where? Miller's daughter so fair! Thy name, pray?-- MILLER'S DAUGHTER. 'Tis Lizzy. PAGE. Where goest thou? ...
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
Always searching, may you find; if you run-down, may you wind; every year may you grow reaping only what you ...
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the ...
A little overflowing word That any, hearing, had inferred For Ardor or for Tears, Though Generations pass away, Traditions ripen ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot, No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot; Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest, ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
Days live and die. Suns rise and set. Flowers bloom and wither. Fruits ripen and spoil. Ice cream freezes and ...
XIV When Faith and Love which parted from thee never, Had ripen'd thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly ...
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