Easter

George Herbert No Comments »

Rise, heart, thy lord is risen. Sing his praise
Without delays,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With him may’st rise:
That, as his death calcinиd thee to dust,
His life may …

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Easter Wings

George Herbert No Comments »

Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poor:
With thee
O let me rise
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this day thy vic...

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The Easter Flower

Claude McKay No Comments »

Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly
My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground,
Where gleamed the lilac-tinted Easter lily
Soft-scented in the air for yards around;

Alone, without a hint …

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Easter Morning

A. R. Ammons No Comments »

I have a life that did not become,
that turned aside and stopped,
astonished:
I hold it in me like a pregnancy or
as on my lap a child
not to grow old but dwell …

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O Mistress Mine

William Shakespeare No Comments »

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s …Popularity: 44%

Eulalie

Edgar Allan Poe No Comments »

I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
And my soul was a stagnant tide
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie
became my blushing bride
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie
became my smiling bride.

Ah, less-less brightPopularity: 43%

Come Slowly

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars -alights,
And is lost in balms!

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My Pretty Rose Tree

William Blake No Comments »

A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
But I said “I’ve a Pretty Rose-tree”,
And I passed the sweet flower o’er.

Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree:
To …

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The Grave

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
I make my parlor orderly,
And lay the marble tea,

For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
‘Till everlasting life unite
In strong soci...

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To lose Thee

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
Tis true the drought is destitute
But, then, I had the dew!

The Caspian has its realms of sand,
Its other realm of …

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