Night-Music (Philip Larkin Poem)
At one the wind rose, And with it the noise Of the black poplars. Long since had the living By ...
At one the wind rose, And with it the noise Of the black poplars. Long since had the living By ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
GRANDMOTHER's mother: her age, I guess, Thirteen summers, or something less; Girlish bust, but womanly air; Smooth, square forehead with ...
I wish I could say boldly, with confidence, that my heart was prepared my lamp ready for the return of ...
I hang about the streets all day, At night I hang about; I sleep a little when I may, But ...
FEBRUARY, 1917 I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear, Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable ...
When to the garden of untroubled thought I came of late, and saw the open door, And wished again to ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows My friends forsake me like a memory lost, I am ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost and ready to despair, ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
I Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold And very Regent of the untroubled sky, Whom in a dream St. Hilda ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
This level reach of blue is not my sea; Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun, Whose quiet ripples ...
'Ye have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead: ...
Night in the unslumbering forest! From the free, Vast pinelands by the foot of man untrod, Blows the wild wind, ...
Here is a voice that soundeth low and far And lyricvoice of wind among the pines, Where the untroubled, glimmering ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
(Nicola Sacco -- Bartolomeo Vanzetti) Executed August 23, 1927 I As men have loved their lovers in times past And ...
"To see my love suffices me." --Ballades in Blue China. Some men to carriages aspire; On some the costly hansoms ...
A faint, sickening scent of irises Persists all morning. Here in a jar on the table A fine proud spike ...
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