Longfellow (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In a great land, a new land, a land full of labour and riches and confusion, Where there were many ...
In a great land, a new land, a land full of labour and riches and confusion, Where there were many ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
That sacred Closet when you sweep -- Entitled "Memory" -- Select a reverential Broom -- And do it silently. 'Twill ...
To help our Bleaker Parts Salubrious Hours are given Which if they do not fir for Earth Drill silently for ...
On this wondrous sea Sailing silently, Ho! Pilot, ho! Knowest thou the shore Where no breakers roar -- Where the ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
It happened by Bretton Wood (although that wasn't it's real name) and I recall a clear, grey dawn and the ...
Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing. One can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, ...
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
Another time. It was still night. Water slid Silently on the black ground, And I knew that my only task ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
Speak of the North! A lonely moor Silent and dark and tractless swells, The waves of some wild streamlet pour ...
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and ...
Out of the nothingness of sleep, The slow dreams of Eternity, There was a thunder on the deep: I came, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
After the whipping he crawled into bed, Accepting the harsh fact with no great weeping. How funny uncle's hat had ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Beautiful, sobbing high-geared fucking and then to lie silently like deer tracks in the freshly-fallen snow beside the one you ...
Autumn moonlight-- a worm digs silently into the chestnut. (Matsuo Basho)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
SOFTLY as brown-eyed Angels rove I will return to thy alcove, And glide upon the night to thee, Treading the ...
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
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