The Wind took up the Northern Things (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Wind took up the Northern Things And piled them in the south -- Then gave the East unto the ...
The Wind took up the Northern Things And piled them in the south -- Then gave the East unto the ...
The parasol is the umbrella's daughter, And associates with a fan While her father abuts the tempest And abridges the ...
When was the beginning, in the fertilising, in the flower, or was it deeper, in the earth beneath? No end ...
We came to find the place contained in legendary tracts, the hidden land of fulsome wealth that we had sorely ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Written when the news arrived. Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
Not in the solitude Alone may man commune with heaven, or see Only in savage wood And sunny vale, the ...
(For D. M. C.) The little man with the vague beard and guise Pulled at the wicket. "Come inside!" he ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
If, in the month of dark December, Leander, who was nightly wont (What maid will not the tale remember?) To ...
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