Two Lengths has every Day — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Two Lengths has every Day -- Its absolute extent And Area superior By Hope or Horror lent -- Eternity will ...
Two Lengths has every Day -- Its absolute extent And Area superior By Hope or Horror lent -- Eternity will ...
She staked her Feathers -- Gained an Arc -- Debated -- Rose again -- This time -- beyond the estimate ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart Push in their tides; And, ...
I All all and all the dry worlds lever, Stage of the ice, the solid ocean, All from the oil, ...
Oh, you are more desirable to me Than all I staked in an impulsive hour, Making my youth the sport ...
Purged, with the life they left, of all That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication ...
At dawn of day the white land lay all gruesome-like and grim, When Bill Mc'Gee he says to me: "We've ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
One of the Down and Out--that's me. Stare at me well, ay, stare! Stare and shrink--say! you wouldn't think that ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
Through frost-thick weather This witch sidles, fingers crooked, as if Caught in a hazardous medium that might Merely by its ...
For God, our God is a gallant foe That playeth behind the veil. I have loved my God as a ...
I tried to win the nomination For president of the County-board And I made speeches all over the County Denouncing ...
(AN ECHO FROM A LARGER LYRE.) That was love that I had before Years ago, when my heart was young; ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
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