I Shall Not Return (Juan Ramon Jimenez Poems)
I shall not return. And night, mildly warm, serene and silent, will lull the world, under beams of its solitary ...
I shall not return. And night, mildly warm, serene and silent, will lull the world, under beams of its solitary ...
Up in my room on my unmade bedI sat and read.There was work waiting for me below.I didn't go.For in ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly ...
I.Faith, there's a hantle queer complaintsTo cheenge puir sinners into saints,An' mony divers ways o' deein'That doctors hae a chance ...
I. PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave, Whose unrespective love rewards the brave, Or cherishes the coward; she who ...
How dimly through these window panes The struggling light intrudes! What solemn silence broodsIn this old ...
Learn, learn, learn,— Our beautiful world is not a field for sheep; Not just a place wherein to laugh and ...
Ho, Giant! This is I!I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky!La,—but it's lovely, up so high!This ...
Dismal day, with the weather inclement.Inconsolably rivulets runDown the porch in front of the doorway;Through my wide-open windows they come.But ...
Up from the prairie and through the pines,Over your struggling headboard linesWinds of the West go by.You must love them, ...
Smells are surer than sounds or sights To make your heart-strings crack-- They start those awful voices o' nights That ...
FOR a praiseworthy object we're now gather'd here, So, brethren, sing: ERGO BIBAMUS! Tho' talk may be hush'd, yet the ...
Ever feel like a baby bird in a tree? Eyes newly opened he can barely see. With his mother away ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise; We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place. Behold! her hearse ...
If you could crowd them into forty lines! Yes; you can do it, once you get a start; All that ...
Life is simple and gay The bright sun rings with a quiet sound The sound of the bells has quieted ...
I would like to sing someone to sleep, have someone to sit by and be with. I would like to ...
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...
(November, 1863) A kindling impulse seized the host Inspired by heaven's elastic air; Their hearts outran their General's plan, Though ...
Ho, Giant! This is I! I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky! La,-but it's lovely, up so high! ...
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