Whether they have forgotten |
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Whether they have forgotten
Or are forgetting now
Or never remembered —
Safer not to know —
Miseries of conjecture
Are a softer woe
Than a Fact of Iron
Hardened with I know —
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Which is best? Heaven — |
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Which is best? Heaven —
Or only Heaven to come
With that old Codicil of Doubt?
I cannot help esteem
The "Bird within the Hand"
Superior to the one
The "Bush" may yield me
Or may not... |
Which is the best — the Moon or the Crescent? |
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Which is the best — the Moon or the Crescent?
Neither — said the Moon —
That is best which is not — Achieve it —
You efface the Sheen.
Not of detention is Fruition —
Shudder to attain.
Transport's... |
Which misses most, |
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Which misses most,
The hand that tends,
Or heart so gently borne,
'Tis twice as heavy as it was
Because the hand is gone?
Which blesses most,
The lip that can,
Or that that went to sleep... |
While Asters — |
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While Asters —
On the Hill —
Their Everlasting fashions — set —
And Covenant Gentians — Frill!
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While it is alive |
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While it is alive
Until Death touches it
While it and I lap one Air
Dwell in one Blood
Under one Sacrament
Show me Division can split or pare —
Love is like Life — merely longer
Love is... |
While we were fearing it, it came — |
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While we were fearing it, it came —
But came with less of fear
Because that fearing it so long
Had almost made it fair —
There is a Fitting — a Dismay —
A Fitting — a Despair
'Tis harder knowing it... |
White as an Indian Pipe |
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White as an Indian Pipe
Red as a Cardinal Flower
Fabulous as a Moon at Noon
February Hour —
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White Azaleas |
Harriet McEwen Kimball |
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Azaleas—whitest of white!
White as the drifted snow
Fresh-fallen out of the night,
Before the coming glow
Tinges the morning light;
When the light is like the snow,
White,
And the silence is like the light:
Light, and... |
White Roses |
Cora Fabbri |
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There was a rose-tree grew so high
And white with all its seven roses,
It seemed a cloud ’twixt earth and sky.
There was one rose among the seven
That grew alone on topmost bough,
Like a white star caught down from heaven.
I plucked it that it... |
Whither |
John Vance Cheney |
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Whither leads this pathway, little one?—
It runs just on and on, is never done.
Whither leads this pathway, mistress fair?—
That path to town, sir; to the village square.
Whither leads this pathway, father old?—
To the white quiet of the churchyard... |
Whither |
Philip Becker Goetz |
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Agnes, thou child of harmony, now fled
From scenes once bright-illumined with thy smile,
So innocent and kind, free from the guile
Of Orient charm, mysterious and dread,—
Where shall I seek thee, maid? Thou art not dead.
No, Nature’s heart would break,... |
Whittier |
Margaret Elizabeth Sangster |
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His fourscore years and five
Are gone, like a tale that is told.
The quick tears start, there ’s an ache at the heart,
For we never thought him old.
Straight as a mountain pine,
With the mountain eagle’s eye,
With the hand-clasp strong, and... |
Whittling |
John Pierpont |
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A National Portrait
THE YANKEE boy, before he ’s sent to school,
Well knows the mysteries of that magic tool,
The pocket-knife. To that his wistful eye
Turns, while he hears his mother’s lullaby;
His hoarded cents he gladly gives to get it,
Then... |
Who abdicated Ambush |
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Who abdicated Ambush
And went the way of Dusk,
And now against his subtle Name
There stands an Asterisk
As confident of him as we —
Impregnable we are —
The whole of Immortality
Secreted in a... |
Who Court obtain within Himself |
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Who Court obtain within Himself
Sees every Man a King —
And Poverty of Monarchy
Is an interior thing —
No Man depose
Whom Fate Ordain —
And Who can add a Crown
To Him who doth continual... |
Who Ever Loved, That Loved Not at First Sight? |
Christopher Marlowe |
1584 |
Love |
It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate. When two are stripped, long ere the course begin, We wish that one should love, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: The reason no man... |
Who Giants know, with lesser Men |
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Who Giants know, with lesser Men
Are incomplete, and shy —
For Greatness, that is ill at ease
In minor Company —
A Smaller, could not be perturbed —
The Summer Gnat displays —
Unconscious that his... |
Who goes to dine must take his Feast |
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Who goes to dine must take his Feast
Or find the Banquet mean —
The Table is not laid without
Till it is laid within.
For Pattern is the Mind bestowed
That imitating her
Our most ignoble Services... |
Who has not found the Heaven — below — |
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Who has not found the Heaven — below —
Will fail of it above —
For Angels rent the House next ours,
Wherever we remove —
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