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The Chimney Sweeper: A Little Black Thing Among The Snow
— William Blake
A little black thing among the snow, Crying 'weep! 'weep!' in notes of woe! 'Where are thy father and mother? say?' 'They are both gone up to the church...
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Danse Russe
— William Carlos Williams
If I when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists above shining trees,— if I in my ...
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Those Who Do Not Dance
— Gabriela Mistral
A crippled child Said, “How shall I dance?” Let your heart dance We said. Then the invalid said: “How shall I sing?” Let your heart sing We said The...
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Safe in their alabaster chambers,
— Emily Dickinson
Safe in their alabaster chambers, Untouched by morning and untouched by noon, Sleep the meek members of the resurrection, Rafter of satin, and roof of s...
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Complaint
— William Carlos Williams
They call me and I go. It is a frozen road past midnight, a dust of snow caught in the rigid wheeltracks. The door opens. I smile, enter and shak...
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On Robert Emmet's Grave
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
VI. No trump tells thy virtues—the grave where they rest With thy dust shall remain unpolluted by fame, Till thy foes, by the world and by fortune cares...
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Huswifery
— Edward Taylor
Make me, O Lord, Thy spinning-wheel complete. Thy holy word my distaff make for me. Make mine affections Thy swift flyers neat And make my soul Thy holy...
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Those Images
— William Butler Yeats
WHAT if I bade you leave The cavern of the mind? There's better exercise In the sunlight and wind. I never bade you go To Moscow or to Rome. Renounce th...
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On the Threshold
— Amy Levy
O God, my dream! I dreamed that you were dead; Your mother hung above the couch and wept Whereon you lay all white, and garlanded With blooms of waxen w...
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The World Is Blue As An Orange
— Paul Eluard
The world is blue as an orange No error the words do not lie They no longer allow you to sing In the tower of kisses agreement The madness the love She ...
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Monumentum Aere, Etc.
— Ezra Pound
You say that I take a good deal upon myself; That I strut in the robes of assumption. In a few years no one will remember the buffo, No one will rememb...
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Besides the Autumn poets sing
— Emily Dickinson
Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze— A few incisive Mornings— A few Ascetic Eves—...
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Drifting Away
— Kurt Philip Behm
To see any clearer I drifted away From your lies From your madness From your paperless tray The word forest called For my pen to break free Fro...
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Summum Bonum
— Robert Browning
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee: All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem: In the core of one pearl ...
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A Boat on the Sea
— Ethel Turner
A BOAT on the sea, my boat, Eager and frail! Sweet skies, smile as you look On that fairy sail. Waves, great waves, many years ...
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Stars
— Robert Frost
How countlessly they congregate O'er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do blow!-- As if with keenness for o...
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On Tea
— Edmund Waller
Venus her myrtle, Phoebus has her bays; Tea both excels, which she vouchsafes to praise. The best of Queens, and best of herbs, we owe To that bold nati...
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At Sea
— James Whitcomb Riley
O we go down to sea in ships-- But Hope remains behind, And Love, with laughter on his lips, And Peace, of passive mind; While out across the deeps of n...
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Ballatetta
— Ezra Pound
The light became her grace and dwelt among Blind eyes and shadows that are formed as men; Lo, how the light doth melt us into song: The broken sunlight...
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The Watchman
— Charles Kingsley
'Watchman, what of the night?' 'The stars are out in the sky; And the merry round moon will be rising soon, For us to go sailing by.' 'Watchman, what o...
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May Day
— Sara Teasdale
A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Red small leaves of the maple Are clenched like a hand, Li...
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Dawn
— William Carlos Williams
Ecstatic bird songs pound the hollow vastness of the sky with metallic clinkings-- beating color up into it at a far edge,--beating it, beating it ...
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Of Brussels—it was not
— Emily Dickinson
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods— They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price— The poorest—could afford—...
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To What Shall I Compare Her?
— Robert Louis Stevenson
TO what shall I compare her, That is as fair as she? For she is fairer - fairer Than the sea. What shall be likened to her, The sainted of my youth? For...
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Witch-Wife
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
She is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She ...
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