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5 de may. de 2024 · The fiddler knows what's brewing. To the lilt of his lyric wiles: The fiddler knows what rueing. Will come of this night 's smiles! He sees couples join them for dancing, And afterwards joining for life, He sees them pay high for their prancing. By a welter of wedded strife. He twangs: " Music hails from the devil,
1 de may. de 2024 · I saw a dead man's finer part. Shining within each faithful heart. Of those bereft. Then said I: "This must be. His immortality." II. I looked there as the seasons wore, And still his soul continuously upbore. Its life in theirs.
Hace 4 días · And, while waiting to die, The Lord passed by, And a whirlwind and fire. Drew nigher and nigher, And a small voice anon. Bade him up and be gone, -. I did not apprehend. As I sat to the end. And watched for her smile.
Hace 5 días · And I heard them say "Home!" and I knew them. For souls of the felled. On the earth 's nether bord. Under Capricorn, whither they'd warred, And I neared in my awe, and gave heedfulness to them. With breathings inheld. VI. Then, it seemed, there approached from the northward.
10 de may. de 2024 · To Outer Nature. SHOW thee as I thought thee. When I early sought thee, Omen-scouting, All undoubting. Love alone had wrought thee--. Wrought thee for my pleasure, Planned thee as a measure. For expounding.
Hace 1 día · He Never Expected Much. Much as you said you were. That life would all be fair. Till they dropped underground. You said to minds like mine. Wise warning for your credit's sake! As each year might assign. Well, World, you have kept faith with me, Kept faith with me; Upon the whole you have proved to be Much as you said you were. Since as a child ...
Hace 4 días · From up the sky, and laugh: “Thou suffering thing, Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy, that thy love 's loss is my hate 's profiting!”. Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die, Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited; Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I. Had willed and meted me the tears I shed. But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
