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Did we disobey Him?

Did we disobey Him?
Just one time!
Charged us to forget Him — …
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth —

Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth —
Widths out of the Sun —
And look — and shudder, and block your breath — …
A dirge for O'Connell

Throw open, once again,
The portals of the tomb;
And give, among the glorious dead, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Distance — is not the Realm of Fox

Distance — is not the Realm of Fox
Nor by Relay of Bird
Abated — Distance is …

Emily Dickinson
Distrustful of the Gentian —

Distrustful of the Gentian —
And just to turn away,
The fluttering of her fringes …
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Spider, say again!
It’s so hard to hear your voice
in the autumn wind.
Do People moulder equally,

Do People moulder equally,
They bury, in the Grave?
I do believe a Species …
Do what you will this life's a fiction

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Do what you will this Life’s a fiction,
And is made up [o] of Contradiction. …

William Blake
Dominion lasts until obtained —

Dominion lasts until obtained —
Possession just as long —
But these — endowing as they flit …
The collected poems of James Elroy Flecker/Don Juan in Hell

A great stone man rose like a tower on board,
Stood at the helm and cleft the flood profound:
But the calm hero, leaning on his sword, …

James Elroy Flecker
Don't put up my Thread and Needle —

Don't put up my Thread and Needle —
I'll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle — …

Emily Dickinson
Doubt (Aldington)

I
Can we, by any strength of ours,
Thrust back this hostile world …

Richard Aldington
Down Time's quaint stream

Down Time's quaint stream
Without an oar
We are enforced to sail …

Emily Dickinson
The Dream (Donne)

DEAR love, for nothing less than thee
Would I have broke this happy dream;
⁠It was a theme …

John Donne
A Dream of Elysium

PHOEBUS, expell'd by the approaching night,
Blush'd, and for shame clos'd in his bashful light,
While I, with leaden Mopheus overcome, …

Abraham Cowley
Drowning is not so pitiful

Drowning is not so pitiful
As the attempt to rise
Three times, 'tis said, a sinking man …

Emily Dickinson
The dumb creation

Deal kindly with those speechless ones,
That throng our gladsome earth;
Say not the bounteous gift of life …

Anne Lynch Botta
Durand (Botta)

Upon his canvas Nature starts to life,
Clear waters flow, majestic trees arise, --
The earth and air with beauty's shapes are rife, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Dust is the only Secret —

Dust is the only Secret —
Death, the only One
You cannot find out all about …

Emily Dickinson
The Duties of an Aide-de-Camp

Oh, some folk think vice-royalty is festive and hilarious,
The duties of an A.D.C. are manifold and various,
So listen, whilst I tell in song …

Banjo Paterson