Meeting and Passing (Robert Frost Poem)
As I went down the hill along the wall There was a gate I had leaned at for the view ...
As I went down the hill along the wall There was a gate I had leaned at for the view ...
I slumbered with your poems on my breast Spread open as I dropped them half-read through Like dove wings on ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand ...
I'll tell of the Battle of Hastings, As happened in days long gone by, When Duke William became King of ...
I'll tell of the Magna Charter As were signed at the Barons' command On Runningmead Island in t' middle of ...
The deepest dream is of mad governors, Down, down we feel it, till the very crust Of the world cracks, ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Where every bird is bold to go And bees abashless play, The foreigner before he knocks Must thrust the tears ...
A Field of Stubble, lying sere Beneath the second Sun -- Its Toils to Brindled People thrust -- Its Triumphs ...
The Whole of it came not at once -- 'Twas Murder by degrees -- A Thrust -- and then for ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
Dawn has reached the ridges to the north and a thin line of light chased the night west; it is ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
The successful man has thrust himself Through the water of the years, Reeking wet with mistakes -- Bloody mistakes; Slimed ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
Her predatory eye, the single feral iris, scans. Her raptor beak, all jagged sharp-edged thrust, juts. Her hard talon, clenched ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Captain O'Hare was a mariner brave; He refused to abandon his ship; A hero, he sleeps in a watery grave- ...
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
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