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 ...
Days that cannot bring you near or will not, Distance trying to appear something more obstinate, argue argue argue with ...
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun falls On bright red roofs and walls; The trees in ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand, With wave upon slowly shattering wave, Turned to the city ...
Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs, The yellow lights went ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
Nimbus clouds erasing stars above Lamoni. Jaundiced lights. Silos. Loose dogs. Cows whose stench infuses the handful of homes, whose ...
We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As théou, Léove, were the déep thought And ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
And I grew up in patterned tranquillity, In the cool nursery of the young century. And the voice of man ...
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to ...
An Arab shepherd is searching for his goat on Mount Zion And on the opposite hill I am searching for ...
If I forget thee, Jerusalem, Then let my right be forgotten. Let my right be forgotten, and my left remember. ...
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by ...
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