On a Forenoon of Spring (William Allingham Poem)
I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That's like a heart ...
I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That's like a heart ...
O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and ...
A day without rain is like a day without sunshine (A. R. Ammons)
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the ...
WHY am I loth to leave this earthly scene? Have I so found it full of pleasing charms? Some drops ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
YESTREEN I had a pint o' wine, A place where body saw na; Yestreen lay on this breast o' mine ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
It's easy to fight when everything's right, And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer ...
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