The Blue-Flag In The Bog (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
God had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house, Open to ...
God had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house, Open to ...
Hence, vain deluding Joys, ............The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested ............Or fill the fixed mind ...
By this part of the century few are left who believe in the animals for they are not there in ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
FLESH, I have knocked at many a dusty door, Gone down full many a midnight lane, Probed in old walls ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
On a mountain top above the clouds That streamed like a sea below me I said that peak is the ...
I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, ...
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one's mind ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year! My hasting ...
(After Heine.) The sad rain falls from Heaven, A sad bird pipes and sings ; I am sitting here at ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
Dead! all's done with! -- R. Browning. These blossoms that I bring, This song that here I sing, These tears ...
METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Joves great Son to ...
All things I can endure, save one. The bare, blank room where is no sun; The parcelled hours; the pallet ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
A True Incident of Pre-Revolutionary French History. Now the lovely autumn morning breathes its freshness in earth's face, In the ...
THE leaves are falling; so am I; The few late flowers have moisture in the eye; So have I too. ...
Against the groaning mast I stand, The Atlantic surges swell, To bear me from my native land And Zo?'s wild ...
Tanagra! think not I forget Thy beautifully-storey'd streets; Be sure my memory bathes yet In clear Thermodon, and yet greets ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
The sky was a midnight blue velvet cloth draping a birdcage and no moon but the breeze was whistling and ...
What is it about the Abyss that tempts the young poet to kiss the air and head for the nearest ...
His Spirit in smoke ascended to high heaven. His father, by the cruelest way of pain, Had bidden him to ...
"Bring me soft song," said Aladdin. "This tailor-shop sings not at all. Chant me a word of the twilight, Of ...
I A dream of interlinking hands, of feet Tireless to spin the unseen, fairy woof Of the entangling waltz. Bright ...
Swift, through some trap mine eyes have never found, Dim-panelled in the painted scene of Sleep, Thou, giant Harlequin of ...
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