Love Calls Us To The Things Of This World (Richard Wilbur Poems)
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless ...
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless ...
Seeing the snowman standing all alone In dusk and cold is more than he can bear. The small boy weeps ...
That flower unseen, that gem of purest ray, Bright thoughts uncut by men: Strange that you need but speak them, ...
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