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To whom the house of MontaguWas neighbour, and that orchard nearWherein all pleasant fruit-trees grewWhose tops were silvered by the clearLight of the blessed, sworn-by moon,(Or all-but-sworn-by-save that She,Knowing the moon’s inconstancy,Dreaded that Love might change as soon…Which changed never;…
There, there where those black spruces crowdTo the edge of the precipitous cliff,Above your boat, under the eastern wall of the island;And no wave breaks; as ifAll had been done, and long ago, that neededDoing; and the cold tide, unimpededBy…
Small hands, relinquish all:Nothing the fist can hold,—Not power, not love, not gold—But suffers from the cold,And is about to fall.The mind, at length bereftOf thinking, and its pain,Will soon disperse again,And nothing will remain:No, not a thought be left.Exhort…
At least, my dear,You did not have to live to see me die.Considering now how many things I did that must have caused you pain,Sweating at certain memories, blushing dark blood, unable To gather home my scattered thoughts that graze…
By goodness and by evil so surrounded, how can the heartMaintain a quiet beat?It races like an idling engine, shaking the whole machine;And the skin of the inner wrist is blue and greenAnd yellow, where it has been pounded. Or…
Through the green forest softly without a sound,Wrapped in a still moodAs in a cloak and hoodI went, and cast no shadow in the shadow of the wood. There grew beeches taller than a ship’s mastThat rocks from wave to…
Let us go to the Animal Ball, disguised as bipeds! And the first man down on all fours, pays for the drinks! Stan has a cocker that can walk on his hind legs, too: We’ll take him along, to support…
Deep in the muck of unregarded doom,Where none can make a conquest, none have roomTo stretch an aching muscle,—there might beInterstices where impulse could go free . . .There, where accomplishment cannot achieve,Valour defend, religion quite believe,Or vengeance plot behavior,—there…
We have gone too far; we do not know how to stop; impetusIs all we have. And we share it with the pushed Inert. We are clever,—we are as clever as monkeys; and some of usHave intellect, which is our…
The Angel:Thou sinful soul, how wilt thou feel,on Christmas Even when the oxen kneel,For all thy vows to Christ so dear,Which thou didst break in this bad year? Man:Full of fear- oh, full of fear!I will fall to my knees…