To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Triumph (Anne Sexton Poems)
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
Amongst the workmen-poets of our land He stands-a Prince by nature, as by name; A bright star in ...
From east to west, from shore to shore, Let every heart awake and sing The holy Child whom Mary bore, ...
THE warder looks down at the mid hour of night, On the tombs that lie scatter'd below: The moon fills ...
Assurance of God, of our protection the mighty plan for our lives remarkably, wondrously made every step counted, every hair ...
Beating within us, hearts to love you, given to us by you our very lives, a gift of your heavenly ...
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? 'T is a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore ...
The heavenly hills of Holland,-- How wondrously they rise Above the smooth green pastures Into the azure skies! With blue ...
"ROWSES, Rowses! Penny a bunch!" they tell you-- Slattern girls in Trafalgar, eager to sell you. Roses, roses, red in ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
I was a queen, and I have lost my crown; A wife, and I have broken all my vows; A ...
At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At the coronation banquet so gay King Rudolf ...
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
WHEN my young lady has grown great and staid, And in long raiment wondrously arrayed, She may take pleasure with ...
NOW when the spirit in us wakes and broods, Filled with home yearnings, drowsily it flings From its deep heart ...
I WOULD I could weave in The colour, the wonder, The song I conceive in My heart while I ponder, ...
Greenland's icy mountains are fascinating and grand, And wondrously created by the Almighty's command; And the works of the Almighty ...
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