She came among the gathering crowd,
A maiden fair, without pretence,
And when they asked her humble name,
She whispered mildly, “Common Sense.”

Her modest garb drew every eye,
Her ample cloak, her shoes of leather;
And, when they sneered, she...

A night: mysterious, tender, quiet, deep;
Heavy with flowers; full of life asleep;
Thrilling with insect voices; thick with stars;
No cloud between the dewdrops and red Mars;
The small earth whirling softly on her way,
The moonbeams and the waterfalls at...

Victorious men of earth, no more
  Proclaim how wide your empires are:
Though you bind in every shore,
  And your triumphs reach as far
        As night or day,
  Yet you proud monarchs must obey,
And mingle with forgotten ashes, when
Death...


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As if I...

Poet:

It is a common fate—a woman's lot—

      To waste on one the riches of her soul,

Who takes the wealth she gives him, but cannot

      Repay the interest, and much less the whole.


As I look up into your eyes and wait
...

Poet:

Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day

That arise and set about Us —

Other Tragedy


Perish in the Recitation —

This — the best enact

When the Audience is scattered

And the Boxes shut —
...

Poet:

It would never be Common — more — I said —

Difference — had begun —

Many a bitterness — had been —

But that old sort — was done —


Or — if it sometime — showed — as 'twill —

Upon the Downiest — Morn —
...

Poet: