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  • You are a friend then, as I make it out,
    Of our man Shakespea
    416 lines
  • Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night
    Over the hill between the 
    61 lines
  • Since Persia fell at Marathon,
    The yellow years have gathered fa
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • They are all gone away,
    The House is shut and still,
    19 lines, 2 comments
  • WHENEVER Richard Cory went down town,
    We people on the pavement looked at him:
    18 lines, 11 comments
  • Because he was a butcher and thereby
    Did earn an honest living&nb
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • There is a drear and lonely tract of hell
    From all the commo
    14 lines
  • I
    We thrill too strangely at the master's touch;
    216 lines
  • Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn,
    Grew lean while he assailed&nbs
    37 lines, 2 comments
  • Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal,
    There where the vines cling crimson on the wall,
    32 lines
  • We go no more to Calverly's,
    For there the lights are few and low;
    32 lines
  • I did not think that I should find them there
    When I came back again; but there they stood,
    14 lines
  • Let him answer as he will,
    Or be lightsome as he may,
    14 lines
  • Dear Friends, reproach me not for what I do,
    Nor counsel me, nor pity me; nor say
    14 lines
  • At first I thought there was a superfine
    Persuasion in his face; but the free flow
    14 lines
  • Two men came out of Shannon's, having known
    The faces of each other for so long
    14 lines
  • A vanished house that for an hour I knew
    By some forgotten chance when I was young
    14 lines
  • Withal a meagre man was Aaron Stark, --
    Cursed and unkempt, shrewd, shrivelled, and morose.
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Blessed with a joy that only she
    Of all alive shall ever know,
    48 lines
  • War shook the land where Levi dwelt,
    And fired the dismal wrath he felt,
    48 lines
  • We parted where the old gas-lamp still burned
    Under the wayside maple and walked on,
    14 lines
  • Like a dry fish flung inland far from shore,
    There lived a sailor, warped and ocean-browned,
    14 lines
  • Never was there a man much uglier
    In eyes of other women, or more grim:
    14 lines
  • Observant of the way she told
    So much of what was true,
    24 lines
  • Unyielding in the pride of his defiance,
    Afloat with none to serve or to command,
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Ten years together without yet a cloud
    They seek each other's eyes at intervals
    14 lines
  • I heard one who said: "Verily,
    What word have I for children here?
    48 lines
  • Time was when his half million drew
    The breath of six per cent;
    30 lines
  • Dark hills at evening in the west,
    Where sunset hovers like a sound
    8 lines
  • Strange that I did not know him then.
    That friend of mine!
    12 lines
  • No more with overflowing light
    Shall fill the eyes that now are faded,
    24 lines
  • She fears him, and will always ask
    What fated her to choose him;
    48 lines, 1 comment
  • I cannot find my way: there is no star
    In all the shrouded heavens anywhere;
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • As often as we thought of her,
    We thought of a gray life
    24 lines
  • He knocked, and I beheld him at the door--
    A vision for the gods to verify.
    14 lines
  • You Eyes, you large and all-inquiring Eyes.
    That look so dubiously into me,
    14 lines
  • His words were magic and his heart was true,
    And everywhere he wandered he was blessed.
    30 lines
  • "Where's the need of singing now?"--
    Smooth your brow,
    21 lines
  • I
    Said the Watcher by the Way
    132 lines
  • Four o'clock this afternoon,
    Fifteen hundred miles away:
    24 lines
  • I--THE EXPLANATION
    "You thought we knew," she said, "but we were wrong.
    30 lines
  • It may have been the pride in me for aught
    I know, or just a patronizing whim;
    16 lines
  • Faint white pillars that seem to fade
    As you look from here are the first one sees
    22 lines
  • Where a faint light shines alone,
    Dwells a Demon I have known.
    49 lines
  • When he, who is the unforgiven,
    Beheld her first, he found her fair:
    56 lines
  • The man Flammonde, from God knows where,
    With firm address and foreign air
    96 lines
  • No matter why, nor whence, nor when she came,
    There was her place. No matter what men said,
    14 lines
  • Friendless and faint, with martyred steps and slow,
    Faint for the flesh, but for the spirit free,
    14 lines
  • "Where are you going to-night, to-night, --
    Where are you going, John Evereldown?
    32 lines
  • There be two men of all mankind
    That I should like to know about;
    16 lines
  • Up from the street and the crowds that went,
    Morning and midnight, to and fro,
    36 lines
  • In dreams I crossed a barren land,
    A land of ruin, far away;
    29 lines
  • Slowly I smoke and hug my knee,
    The while a witless masquerade
    29 lines, 1 comment
  • I
    As long as Fame's imperious music rings
    15 lines
  • Once, when I wandered in the woods alone,
    An old man tottered up to me and said,
    14 lines, 3 comments
  • “Why am I not myself these many days,
    You ask? And have you nothing more to ask?
    15 lines
  • (SAINT HELENA, 1821)
    210 lines
  • Think not, because I wonder where you fled,
    That I would lift a pin to see you there;
    15 lines
  • Old Archibald, in his eternal chair,
    Where trespassers, whatever their degree,
    21 lines
  • Shall I never make him look at me again?
    I look at him, I look my life at him
    78 lines
  • The Master played the bishop’s pawn,
    For jest, while Atherton looked on;
    41 lines
  • Aunt Imogen was coming, and therefore
    The children—Jane, Sylvester, and Young George—
    145 lines, 1 comment
  • Fear, like a living fire that only death
    Might one day cool, had now in Avon’s eyes
    1034 lines
  • The man who cloaked his bitterness within
    This winding-sheet of puns and pleasantries,
    14 lines
  • The Deacon thought. “I know them,” he began,
    “And they are all you ever heard of them—
    15 lines
  • Well, Bokardo, here we are;
    Make yourself at home.
    133 lines
  • Child of a line accurst
    And old as Troy,
    55 lines
  • My northern pines are good enough for me,
    But there’s a town my memory uprears—
    8 lines
  • “There, but for the grace of God, goes…”
    50 lines
  • I
    I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town
    390 lines
  • Not even if with a wizard force I might
    Have summoned whomsoever I would name,
    15 lines
  • A melanholy face Charles Carville had,
    But not so melancholy as it seemed,
    15 lines
  • I say no more for Clavering
    Than I should say of him who fails
    59 lines
  • Cliff Klingenhagen had me in to dine
    With him one day; and after soup and meat,
    15 lines
  • I
    All you that are enamored of my name
    34 lines
  • We told of him as one who should have soared
    And seen for us the devastating light
    15 lines
  • Of all among the fallen from on high,
    We count you last and leave you to regain
    15 lines
  • When he protested, not too solemnly,
    That for a world’s achieving maintenance
    15 lines
  • For what we owe to other days,
    Before we poisoned him with praise,
    14 lines
  • Give him the darkest inch your shelf allows,
    Hide him in lonely garrets, if you will,—
    15 lines
  • No sound of any storm that shakes
    Old island walls with older seas
    65 lines
  • I pray you not, Leuconoë, to pore
    With unpermitted eyes on what may be
    15 lines
  • “They called it Annandale—and I was there
    To flourish, to find words, and to attend:
    15 lines
  • Although I saw before me there the face
    Of one whom I had honored among men
    15 lines
  • Isaac and Archibald were two old men.
    I knew them, and I may have laughed at them
    429 lines
  • They met, and overwhelming her distrust
    With penitence, he praised away her fear;
    15 lines
  • Though for your sake I would not have you now
    So near to me tonight as now you are,
    204 lines
  • “Tell me what you’re doing over here, John Gorham,
    Sighing hard and seeming to be sorry when you’re not;
    49 lines
  • Gawaine, aware again of Lancelot
    In the King’s garden, coughed and followed him;
    226 lines
  • Confused, he found her lavishing feminine
    Gold upon clay, and found her inscrutable;
    84 lines
  • “No, Mary, there was nothing—not a word.
    Nothing, and always nothing. Go again
    321 lines
  • I—THE LURE
    No, no,—forget your Cricket and your Ant,
    50 lines
  • Now in a thought, now in a shadowed word,
    Now in a voice that thrills eternity,
    14 lines
  • They have made for Leonora this low dwelling in the ground,
    And with cedar they have woven the four walls round.
    14 lines
  • The table hurled itself, to our surprise,
    At Lingard, and anon rapped eagerly:
    15 lines
  • “When he was here alive, Eileen,
    There was a word you might have said;
    44 lines
  • Could he have made Priscilla share
    The paradise that he had planned,
    149 lines
  • “Do I hear them? Yes, I hear the children singing—and what of it?
    Have you come with eyes afire to find me now and ask me that?
    168 lines
  • The Lord Apollo, who has never died,
    Still holds alone his immemorial reign,
    15 lines
  • “Gawaine, Gawaine, what look ye for to see,
    So far beyond the faint edge of the world?
    226 lines
  • Small knowledge have we that by knowledge met
    May not some day be quaint as any told
    15 lines
  • Before there was in Egypt any sound
    Of those who reared a more prodigious means
    15 lines
  • Since you remember Nimmo, and arrive
    At such a false and florid and far drawn
    89 lines
  • I met him, as one meets a ghost or two,
    Between the gray Arch and the old Hotel
    125 lines
  • In Tilbury Town did Old King Cole
    A wise old age anticipate,
    89 lines
  • If ever I am old, and all alone,
    I shall have killed one grief, at any rate;
    15 lines
  • (PHILADELPHIA, 1794)
    NOTE.—The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in Am
    340 lines
  • Yes, you have it; I can see.
    Beautiful?… Dear, look at me!
    53 lines
  • Gone—faded out of the story, the sea-faring friend I remember? 
    Gone for a decade, they say: never a word or a sign. 
    40 lines
  • He took a frayed hat from his head,
    And “Peace on Earth” was what he said.
    77 lines
  • NOTE.—Rahel Robert and Varnhagen von Ense were married, after many protestations on her part, in 1814. The marriage—so far as he was concerned at any rate—ap
    260 lines
  • Long after there were none of them alive
    About the place—where there is now no place
    15 lines
  • And there you are again, now as you are.
    Observe yourself as you discern yourself
    334 lines
  • Though not for common praise of him,
    Nor yet for pride or charity,
    234 lines
  • O’Leary was a poet—for a while:
    He sang of many ladies frail and fair,
    15 lines
  • Long warned of many terrors more severe
    To scorch him than hell’s engines could awaken,
    24 lines
  • Oh for a poet—for a beacon bright 
    To rift this changless glimmer of dead gray; 
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Once there was a cabin here, and once there was a man;
    And something happened here before my memory began.
    34 lines
  • Because he puts the compromising chart
    Of hell before your eyes, you are afraid;
    15 lines
  • Blue in the west the mountain stands,
    And through the long twilight
    69 lines
  • The ghost of Ninon would be sorry now
    To laugh at them, were she to see them here,
    24 lines
  • Why do you dig like long-clawed scavengers
    To touch the covered corpse of him that fled
    15 lines
  • I
    A HAPPY MAN
    164 lines
  • I
    Just as I wonder at the twofold screen
    33 lines, 1 comment
  • I
    As eons of incalculable strife
    11 lines
  • Two brothers, Oakes and Oliver,
    Two gentle men as ever were,
    113 lines
  • Through the shine, through the rain
    We have shared the day’s load;
    51 lines
  • FIRST VOICE
    So long adrift, so fast aground,
    23 lines
  • Come away! come away! there’s a frost along the marshes,
    And a frozen wind that skims the shoal where it shakes the dead black water;
    41 lines
  • (BROADWAY, 1906)
    27 lines
  • The doubt you fought so long
    The cynic net you cast,
    44 lines
  • I saw by looking in his eyes
    That they remembered everything;
    107 lines
  • She'd look upon us, if she could,
    As hard as Rhadamanthus would;
    35 lines
  • There were faces to remember in the Valley of the Shadow,
    There were faces unregarded, there were faces to forget;
    80 lines
  • Pamela was too gentle to deceive
    Her roses. “Let the men stay where they are,”
    15 lines
  • I found a torrent falling in a glen
    Where the sun’s light shone silvered and leaf-split;
    14 lines
  • When the brethren heard of us, they came to meet us as far as Appii Forum, and The Three Taverns.—(Acts xxviii, 15)
    350 lines
  • Whenever I go by there nowadays
    And look at the rank weeds and the strange grass,
    15 lines
  • Nothing will hold him longer—let him go;
    Let him go down where others have gone down;
    15 lines
  • Foreguarded and unfevered and serene,
    Back to the perilous gates of Truth he went—
    15 lines
  • And there we were together again—
    Together again, we three:
    109 lines
  • (ROOSEVELT)
    He turned aside to see the carcase of the lion: and behold, there was a swarm of bees and honey in the carcase of the lion … And the men of the
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  • As often as he let himself be seen
    We pitied him, or scorned him, or deplored
    15 lines
  • No longer torn by what she knows
    And sees within the eyes of others,
    80 lines
  • Vengeful across the cold November moors,
    Loud with ancestral shame there came the bleak
    15 lines
  • From the Past and Unavailing
    Out of cloudland we are steering:
    26 lines
  • By what serene malevolence of names
    Had you the gift of yours, Theophilus?
    24 lines
  • You that in vain would front the coming order
    With eyes that meet forlornly what they must,
    39 lines
  • The day was here when it was his to know
    How fared the barriers he had built between
    15 lines
  • Between me and the sunset, like a dome
    Against the glory of a world on fire,
    322 lines
  • Up the old hill to the old house again
    Where fifty years ago the friend was young
    15 lines
  • Never mind the day we left, or the day the women clung to us;
    All we need now is the last way they looked at us.
    83 lines
  • I
    While I stood listening, discreetly dumb,
    33 lines
  • There is a fenceless garden overgrown
    With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves;
    15 lines
  • “We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit,
    From the straw that is our vitals to the clay that is our feet.
    34 lines
  • Here there is death. But even here, they say,
    Here where the dull sun shines this afternoon
    15 lines
  • “Be calm? And was I frantic?
    You’ll have me laughing soon.
    107 lines
  • Ye gods that have a home beyond the world,
    Ye that have eyes for all man’s agony,
    47 lines
  • [OR THE CONTENTED METAPHYSICIAN]
    TO the lore of no manner of men 
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  • I
    Partly to think, more to be left alone,
    559 lines
  • Alone, remote, nor witting where I went,
    I found an altar builded in a dream—
    15 lines
  • “Whether all towns and all who live in them—
    So long as they be somewhere in this world
    335 lines
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