Wait till the Majesty of Death (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it ...
Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it ...
To her derided Home A Weed of Summer came -- She did not know her station low Nor Ignominy's Name ...
The Blunder is in estimate. Eternity is there We say, as of a Station -- Meanwhile he is so near ...
I had some things that I called mine -- And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim ...
All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One -- All forsook, for just a Stranger's New Accompanying -- Grace of ...
'Tis Sunrise -- Little Maid -- Hast Thou No Station in the Day? 'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so ...
Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand Down ...
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
My maternal grandparents were snowbirds; the scent of their plumage an evergreen air freshener dangling off the rearview mirror of ...
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm ...
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Encase your legs in nylons, Bestride your hills with pylons O age without a soul; Away with gentle willows And ...
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
It had been four days of no weather as if nature had conceded its genius to the indoors. They'd closed ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Henry's pelt was put on sundry walls where it did much resemble Henry and them persons was delighted. Especially his ...
They pointed me out on the highway, and they said 'That man has a curious way of holding his head.' ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
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