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Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LII
Sonnet LI Sonnet LIII LII So am I as the rich, whose blessed key, Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of…American History X
Director:Tony KayeWriter:David McKennaNew Line; R; 118 minutesRelease:10/98Cast:Edward Norton, Edward Furlong, Fairuza Balk, Stacy Keach, Avery Brooks, Beverly D'Angelo, Jennifer Lien,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Look back on time with kindly eyes
Setting Sail IX VIII Look back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature's west! Contents Setting Sail IXPoems by Emily Dickinson: Forbidden Fruit (I)
Hope Forbidden Fruit (II) Forbidden Fruit (I) Forbidden fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks! Contents…Poem: Refuge
Poem 90 Poem 92 Refuge The clouds their backs together laid, The north begun to push, The forests galloped till they fell, The lightning skipped like mice; The thunder crumbled like a…Poem: Playmates
Poem 92 Poem 94 Playmates God permits industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one, - forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightway. God calls home the angels promptly At the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Two swimmers wrestled on the spar
Dying The Chariot XXVI Two swimmers wrestled on the spar Until the morning sun, When one turned smiling to the land. O God, the other one! The stray ships passing spied a face Upon the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: She went as quiet as the dew
The Chariot Resurgam XXVIII She went as quiet as the dew From a familiar flower. Not like the dew did she return At the accustomed hour! She dropt as softly as a star From out my summer's…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Death is a dialogue between
XXX XXXII XXXI Death is a dialogue between The spirit and the dust. "Dissolve," says Death. The Spirit, "Sir, I have another trust." Death doubts it, argues from the ground. The Spirit…Poems by Emily Dickinson: It was too late for man
XXXI Along the Potomac XXXII It was too late for man, But early yet for God; Creation impotent to help, But prayer remained our side. How excellent the heaven, When earth cannot be had;…Trending
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