I rose at night and visitedThe Cave of the Unborn,And crowding shapes surrounded meFor tidings of the life to be,Who long had prayed the silent HeadTo speed their advent morn.…
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Oidos con el alma,pasos mentales mas que sombras,sombras del pensamiento mas que pasos,por el camino de ecosque la memoria inventa y borra:sin caminar caminansobre este ahora, puentetendido entre una letra…
All her hours were yellow sands,Blown in foolish whorls and tassels;Slipping warmly through her hands;Patted into little castles. Shiny day on shiny dayTumbled in a rainbow clutter,As she flipped them…
The Dawn! The Dawn! The crimson-tinted, comes Out of the low still skies, over the hills, Manhattan’s roofs and spires and cheerless domes! The Dawn! My spirit to its spirit…
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,Seems nowhere to alight: the whited airHides hill and woods, the river, and the heaven,And veils…
AY, ’twas here, on this spot,In that summer of yore,Atalanta did notVote my presence a bore,Nor reply to my tenderest talk “She hadheard all that nonsense before.” She’d the brooch…
Sweetest love, I do not go,For weariness of thee,Nor in hope the world can showA fitter love for me;But since that IMust die at last, ’tis bestTo use myself in…
Oh, yet we trust that somehow goodWill be the final end of ill,To pangs of nature, sins of will,Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless…
A is the Alphabet, A at its head; A is an Antelope, agile to run.B is the Baker Boy bringing the bread, Or black Bear and brown Bear, both begging for bun.…
The trees along this city street, Save for the traffic and the trains,Would make a sound as thin and sweet As trees in country lanes. And people standing in their shade Out of…
I Out of the little chapel I burstInto the fresh night-air again.Five minutes full, I waited firstIn the doorway, to escape the rainThat drove in gusts down the common’s centreAt…
They came to tell your faults to me,They named them over one by one;I laughed aloud when they were done,I knew them all so well before,—Oh, they were blind, too…
That night your great guns, unawares,Shook all our coffins as we lay,And broke the chancel window-squares,We thought it was the Judgement-day And sat upright. While drearisomeArose the howl of wakened…
Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter,Some men never look at you; And that cleans up the matter.
Last night I heard your voice, mother,The words you sang to meWhen I, a little barefoot boy,Knelt down against your knee. And tears gushed from my heart, mother,And passed beyond…
Entre la tarde que se obstinay la noche que se acumulahay la mirada de una nina. Deja el cuaderno y la escrituratodo su ser dos ojos fijos.En la pared la…
On being asked, Whence is the flower? In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook,…
“SISTER, sister, go to bed! Go and rest your weary head.” Thus the prudent brother said. “Do you want a battered hide, Or scratches to your face applied?” Thus his…
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids Those tears to issue which swell my eyelids; I must not laugh, nor weep sins and be wise; Can railing, then, cure…
“So careful of the type?” but no.From scarped cliff and quarried stoneShe cries, “A thousand types are gone:I care for nothing, all shall go. “Thou makest thine appeal to me:I…
What is he buzzing in my ears?“Now that I come to die,Do I view the world as a vale of tears?”Ah, reverend sir, not I! What I viewed there once,…
Why do you follow me?—Any moment I can beNothing but a laurel-tree. Any moment of the chaseI can leave you in my placeA pink bough for your embrace. Yet if…
“O ye, all ye that walk in Willowwood.”D.G. Rossetti Two gazed into a pool, he gazed and she, Not hand in hand, yet heart in heart, I think, Pale and reluctant on…
