Silence (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it ...
Edgar Lee Masters - Hamilton Greene I was the only child of Frances Harris of Virginia And Thomas Greene of ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Quis multa gracilis te puer in Rosa Rendred almost word for word without Rhyme according to the Latin Measure, as ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
Edna St. Vincent Millay - Intention To Escape From Him I think I will learn some beautiful language, useless for ...
By this part of the century few are left who believe in the animals for they are not there in ...
In Rome on the Campo di Fiori Baskets of olives and lemons, Cobbles spattered with wine And the wreckage of ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
Some people confuse inspiration with lightning not me I know it comes from the lungs and air you breathe it ...
"My propositions serve as elucidations in the following way: anyone who understands them eventually recognizes them as nonsensical, when he ...
Since I don't know who will be reading this or even if it will be read, I must invent someone ...
3-foot blue cannisters of nitro along a conveyor belt, slow fish speaking the language of silence. On the roof, I ...
Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane's been drinking and has no idea who this curious Andalusian is, unable even to speak ...
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
Here, where the noises of the busy town, The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not, We stand and gaze ...
Swift, through some trap mine eyes have never found, Dim-panelled in the painted scene of Sleep, Thou, giant Harlequin of ...
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Last night, again, I dreamed my children were back at home, small boys huddled in their separate beds, and I ...
Take this quiet woman, she has been standing before a polishing wheel for over three hours, and she lacks twenty ...
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way. Life is not no much a matter of position ...
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