Mesopotamia (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
1917 They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the ...
1917 They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the ...
IN a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot undo them, ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
In drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot undo them With ...
Because she wants to touch him, she moves away. Because she wants to talk to him, she keeps silent. Because ...
You call me courageous, I who grew up gnawing on books, as some kids gnaw on bubble gum, who married ...
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu, Bid adieu to girlish days, Happy Love is come to woo Thee and woo thy girlish ...
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark ...
High the vanes of Shrewsbury gleam Islanded in Severn stream; The bridges from the steepled crest Cross the water east ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
I There dwells a mighty pair - Slow, statuesque, intense - Amid the vague Immense: None can their chronicle declare, ...
Why did you give no hint that night That quickly after the morrow's dawn, And calmly, as if indifferent quite, ...
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Children, if you dare to think Of the greatness, rareness, muchness Fewness of this precious only Endless world in which ...
Needing Christ fully human, utterly divine to restore the connection to undo the harm the breach between God and man ...
One sinner saved, one soul repentant, one breach stitched shut, to begin anew, to chart a different course to be ...
A pastor asked me to think about, write about ponder the decision the change in course inexorably to the edge ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him; For vainly where the streamlets ...
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway; And to the forest ...
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too, Have sealed thy love which nothing should undo, Yea though thou ...
Take heed of loving me; At least remember I forbade it thee; Not that I shall repair my unthrifty waste ...
To the tune of "Telling My Most Intimate Feelings" When night comes, I am so flushed with wine, I undo ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to ...
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