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Amy Lowell: A Winter Ride

A Winter RideWho shall declare the joy of the running! Who shall tell of the pleasures of flight! Springing and spurning the tufts of wild heather, Sweeping, wide-winged, through the blue…

Amy Lowell: Apples of Hesperides

Apples of HesperidesGlinting golden through the trees, Apples of Hesperides! Through the moon-pierced warp of night Shoot pale shafts of yellow light, Swaying to the kissing breeze Swings…

Amy Lowell: Azure and Gold

Azure and GoldApril had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the mountain beds.Across a deep-sunken stream The pink of…

Amy Lowell: Before Dawn

Before DawnLife! Austere arbiter of each man's fate, By whom he learns that Nature's steadfast laws Are as decrees immutable; O pause Your even forward march! Not yet too late Teach me…

Amy Lowell: Before the Altar

Before the AltarBefore the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. Not one of all these has he given, No flame of…

Amy Lowell: Behind a Wall

Behind a WallI own a solace shut within my heart, A garden full of many a quaint delight And warm with drowsy, poppied sunshine; bright, Flaming with lilies out of whose cups dart…

Amy Lowell: The Boston Athenaeum

The Boston AthenaeumThou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral stair, Far from the halls and corridors where throng…

Amy Lowell: Frankincense and Myrrh

Frankincense and MyrrhMy heart is tuned to sorrow, and the strings Vibrate most readily to minor chords, Searching and sad; my mind is stuffed with words Which voice the passion and the…

Amy Lowell: Fringed Gentians

Fringed GentiansNear where I live there is a lake As blue as blue can be, winds make It dance as they go blowing by. I think it curtseys to the sky.It's just a lake of lovely flowers And my…

Amy Lowell: Hero-Worship

Hero-WorshipA face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment life is changed, and we Become of more heroic temper, meet To freely…