Aftermath (Amy Lowell Poem)
I learnt to write to you in happier days, And every letter was a piece I chipped From off my ...
I learnt to write to you in happier days, And every letter was a piece I chipped From off my ...
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Welcome, wild Northeaster! Shame it is to see Odes to every zephyr; Ne'er a verse to thee. Welcome, black Northeaster! ...
Paupertas onus visa est grave. Cold blows the wind, and while the tear Bursts trembling from my swollen eyes, The ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
[Goethe describes this much-admired Poem, which he wrote in honour of his love Lily, as being "designed to change his ...
The slow overture of rain, each drop breaking without breaking into the next, describes the unrelenting, syncopated mind. Not unlike ...
Daughter of Jove, relentless Power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright, ...
The news in Cairo rain in the square may it soften the hearts of the oppressors over there Wash them ...
The mud on their cloaks the dust of the road laid down when they took them off dropping them before ...
A piece of her past conjured up in the haze of the burning sage, the haunting sounds of the wolf, ...
O mother-my-love, if you'll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
While Monarchs in stern Battle strove For proud Imperial Sway; Abandon'd to his milder Love, Within a silent peaceful Grove, ...
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really ...
Muses, which sadly sit about my chair, Drown'd in the tears extorted by my lines, With heavy sighs whilst thus ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
They are both old Boireann and her she wants to remain in the car hunched regarding the other through the ...
O NORTH! as thy romantic vales I leave, And bid farewell to each retiring hill, Where thoughtful fancy seems to ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
by God, I don't know what to do. they're so nice to have around. they have a way of playing ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
The valley lay smiling before me, Where lately I left her behind; Yet I trembled, and something hung o'er me, ...
The moon lies on the river like a drop of oil. The children come to the banks to be healed ...
Doctor, you say there are no haloes around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
I wish it were spring in the world. Let it be spring! Come, bubbling, surging tide of sap! Come, rush ...
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