Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine (Emily Dickinson Poems)
1Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine,Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine!Oh the Earth was made ...
1Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine,Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine!Oh the Earth was made ...
679Conscious am I in my Chamber,Of a shapeless friend -He doth not attest by Posture -Nor Confirm - by Word ...
When Night is almost done -- And Sunrise grows so near That we can touch the Spaces -- It's time ...
Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend -- He doth not attest by Posture -- Nor Confirm ...
There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compared ...
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine, Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine! Oh the Earth ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories