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The Night is Darkening Around Me By Emily Bronte

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow ; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow ; The storm is fast … Continue reading →

The Old Stoic By Emily Bronte

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanish’d with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, “Leave … Continue reading →

Fall leaves fall By Emily Bronte

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s … Continue reading →

A Dream Lies Dead By Dorothy Parker

A dream lies dead here. May you softly go Before this place, and turn away your eyes, Nor seek to know the look of that which dies Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe, But, for a little, let … Continue reading →

Wounds By Michael Longley

Here are two pictures from my father’s head— I have kept them like secrets until now: First, the Ulster Division at the Somme Going over the top with ‘Fuck the Pope!’ ‘No Surrender!’: a boy about to die, Screaming ‘Give … Continue reading →

Nearer my God to Thee By Sarah Fuller Flower Adams

Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E’en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song would be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness … Continue reading →

An Acre Of Grass By William Butler Yeats

PICTURE and book remain, An acre of green grass For air and exercise, Now strength of body goes; Midnight, an old house Where nothing stirs but a mouse. My temptation is quiet. Here at life’s end Neither loose imagination, Nor … Continue reading →

Twice Shy By Seamus Heaney

Her scarf a la Bardot, In suede flats for the walk, She came with me one evening For air and friendly talk. We crossed the quiet river, Took the embankment walk. Traffic holding its breath, Sky a tense diaphragm: Dusk … Continue reading →

No Words – Just Powerful Emotion

Title:Ex-Lovers Stood in Silence When They Met Each Other for the First Time After 30 Years. Author: Idealist Forever Full Text & Source: http://idealist4ever.com/marian-and-u... The Internet, Online, 7/12/2015 Comment: Wow, this is just beautiful. The power of true love never … Continue reading →

Lovers By Arthur Henry Adams

I thought, because we had been friends so long, That I knew all your dear lips dared intend Before they dawned to speech. Our thoughts would blend, I dreamed, like memories that faintly throng. Your voice dwelt in me like … Continue reading →