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Cloud-Break

© Archibald Lampman

With a turn of his magical rod,
That extended and suddenly shone,
From the round of his glory some god
Looks forth and is gone.

Spelt from Sibyl’s Leaves

© Gerard Manley Hopkins

Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, ' vaulty, voluminous, . . . stupendous

Evening strains to be time’s vást, ' womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-of-all night.

Epitaph On H. Walmsley, Esq.,

© William Lisle Bowles

IN ALVERSTOKE CHURCH, HANTS.

Oh! they shall ne'er forget thee, they who knew

A Shropshire Lad XXX: Others, I am not the first

© Alfred Edward Housman

Others, I am not the first,
Have willed more mischief than they durst:
If in the breathless night I too
Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.

The Man of Songs

© George MacDonald

"Thou wanderest in the land of dreams,
O man of many songs!
To thee what is, but looks and seems;
No realm to thee belongs!"

But otherwise Fate wills it, for, behold,
Our gathered strength of individual pain,
When Time’s long alchemy hath made it gold,
Dies with us—hoarded all these years in vain,
Since those that might be heir to it the mould
Renew, and coin themselves new griefs again.

The Angel with the Broken Wing

© Dana Gioia

I am the Angel with the Broken Wing,
The one large statue in this quiet room.
The staff finds me too fierce, and so they shut
Faith’s ardor in this air-conditioned tomb.

An Epitaph 3 (From The Greek)

© William Cowper

Painter, this likeness is too strong,

And we shall mourn the dead too long.

The Waste Land

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

“My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
“Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
“What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
“I never know what you are thinking. Think.”

The Bubble

© William Allingham

See the pretty planet!
Floating sphere!
Faintest breeze will fan it
Far or near;

Another Night in the Ruins

© Washington Allston

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I listen.
I hear nothing. Only
the cow, the cow of such
hollowness, mooing
down the bones.

To Wilhelmina

© Sidney Lanier

A white face, drooping, on a bending neck:
A tube-rose that with heavy petal curves
Her stem: a foam-bell on a wave that swerves
Back from the undulating vessel's deck.

Safe in their Alabaster Chambers (124)

© 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 Stone -

Prayer For The Lord's Promised Presence

© John Newton

Son of God! thy people's shield!
Must we still thine absence mourn?
Let thy promise be fulfilled,
Thou hast said, I will return!

The Amaranth

is an imaginary flower that never fades.

The amaranth is blue with black petals,

Shore Line

© Carl Rakosi

Barrel-chested military water
rushes in a mass
to break the shore earth
into stonekind.

Twas Summer

All care was banished, and repose
Came o'er my wearied breast;
And kingdoms seemed to wait on me,
For I was with the blest.

Prophecy

One day the Earth will be
just a blind space turning,
night confused with day.
Under the vast Andean sky
there’ll be no more mountains,
not a rock or ravine.

The House of Life: 66. The Heart of the Night

O Lord of work and peace! O Lord of life!
O Lord, the awful Lord of will! though late,
Even yet renew this soul with duteous breath:
That when the peace is garner'd in from strife,
The work retriev'd, the will regenerate,
This soul may see thy face, O Lord of death!