Category Poets

Candor – my tepid friend – Come not to play with me – The Myrrhs, and Mochas, of the Mind Are it’s Iniquity –

By homely gifts and hindered words The human heart is told Of nothing – “Nothing” is the force That renovates the World –

By a departing light We see acuter, quite, Than by a wick that stays. There’s something in the flight That clarifies the sight And decks the rays

But that defeated accent is louder now than him Eternity may imitate The Affluence of time

Brother of Ingots – Ah Peru – Empty the Hearts that purchased you – Sister of Ophir – Ah Peru – Subtle the Sum that purchase you – Brother of Ophir Bright Adieu – Honor, the shortest route To you…

Blossoms will run away – Cakes reign but a Day, But Memory like Melody Is pink Eternally –

Bloom – is Result – to meet a Flower And casually glance Would cause one scarcely to suspect The minor Circumstance Assisting in the Bright Affair So intricately done Then offered as a Butterfly To the Meridian – To pack…

Bliss is the Plaything of the child – The secret of the man The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl Rebuke it if we can

Birthday of but a single pang That there are less to come – Afflictive is the Adjective But affluent the doom –

Bind me – I still can sing – Banish – my mandolin Strikes true within – Slay – and my Soul shall rise Chanting to Paradise – Still thine.