Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
she's young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pretty ...
i walk the dream where the street breathes in the shadow of moon-light, the lovers night. oh, sweet love long ...
young girl with her south china sea eyes where an ocean wind sighs stands as she tries. in the silence ...
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you. Its reasoning about ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the ...
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert, a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain. There ...
IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have ...
God knows it, I am with you. If to prize Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few, But priz'd, ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world ...
There is nothing to be afraid of, it is only the wind changing to the east, it is only your ...
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