Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
A Dream Within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow-You are not wrong, who deemThat my days have been a dream;Yet if hope..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Annabel Lee
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Silence is all we dread
Silence is all we dread.There's Ransom in a Voice -But Silence is Infinity.Himself have not a face.
© Emily Dickinson
It sounded as if the Streets were running
It sounded as if the Streets were runningAnd then - the Streets stood still -Eclipse - was all we could see at the WindowAnd Awe - was all we could..
© Emily Dickinson
I Bet With Every Wind That Blew
I bet with every Wind that blewTill Nature in chagrinEmployed a Fact to visit meAnd scuttle my Balloon
© Emily Dickinson
How Lonesome The Wind Must Feel Nights
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights -When people have put out the LightsAnd everything that has an InnCloses the shutter and goes in -How pompous..
© Emily Dickinson
A Spider sewed at Night
A Spider sewed at NightWithout a LightUpon an Arc of White.If Ruff it was of DameOr Shroud of GnomeHimself himself inform.Of ImmortalityHis..
© Emily Dickinson
Best Witchcraft is Geometry
Best Witchcraft is GeometryTo the magician's mind -His ordinary acts are featsTo thinking of mankind.
© Emily Dickinson
As old as Woe
As old as Woe -How old is that?Some eighteen thousand years -As old as BlissHow old is thatThey are of equal yearsTogether chiefest they ard foundBut..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tomorrow' - whose location
'Tomorrow' - whose locationThe Wise deceivesThough its hallucinationIs last that leaves -Tomorrow - thou RetrieverOf every tare -Of Alibi art thouOr..
© Emily Dickinson
I thought the Train would never come
I thought the Train would never come -How slow the whistle sang -I don't believe a peevish BirdSo whimpered for the Spring -I taught my Heart a..
© Emily Dickinson
A train went through a burial gate
A train went through a burial gate,A bird broke forth and sang,And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throatTill all the churchyard rang;And then..
© Emily Dickinson
ot Sickness stains the Brave
Not Sickness stains the Brave,Nor any Dart,Nor Doubt of Scene to come,But an adjourning Heart
© Emily Dickinson
As from the earth the light Balloon
As from the earth the light BalloonAsks nothing but release -Ascension that for which it was,Its soaring Residence.The spirit looks upon the DustThat..
© Emily Dickinson
A Spider sewed at Night
A Spider sewed at NightWithout a LightUpon an Arc of White.If Ruff it was of DameOr Shroud of GnomeHimself himself inform.Of ImmortalityHis..
© Emily Dickinson
Best Witchcraft is Geometry
Best Witchcraft is GeometryTo the magician's mind -His ordinary acts are featsTo thinking of mankind.
© Emily Dickinson
As old as Woe
As old as Woe -How old is that?Some eighteen thousand years -As old as BlissHow old is thatThey are of equal yearsTogether chiefest they ard foundBut..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tomorrow' - whose location
'Tomorrow' - whose locationThe Wise deceivesThough its hallucinationIs last that leaves -Tomorrow - thou RetrieverOf every tare -Of Alibi art thouOr..
© Emily Dickinson
I thought the Train would never come
I thought the Train would never come -How slow the whistle sang -I don't believe a peevish BirdSo whimpered for the Spring -I taught my Heart a..
© Emily Dickinson
A train went through a burial gate
A train went through a burial gate,A bird broke forth and sang,And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throatTill all the churchyard rang;And then..
© Emily Dickinson
Could mortal lip divine
Could mortal lip divineThe undeveloped FreightOf a delivered syllable'Twould crumble with the weight.
© Emily Dickinson
Of so divine a Loss
Of so divine a LossWe enter but the Gain,Indemnity for LonelinessThat such a Bliss has been.
© Emily Dickinson
The Devil - had he fidelity
The Devil - had he fidelityWould be the best friend -Because he has ability -But Devils cannot mend -Perfidy is the virtueThat would but he resignThe..
© Emily Dickinson
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
'Twas comfort in her Dying RoomTo hear the living Clock -A short relief to have the windWalk boldly up and knock -Diversion from the Dying ThemeTo..
© Emily Dickinson
Immured in Heaven!
Immured in Heaven!What a Cell!Let every Bondage be,Thou sweetest of the Universe,Like that which ravished thee!
© Emily Dickinson