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").

Beggars

She had a tall man's height or more;Her face from summer's noontide heatNo bonnet shaded, but she woreA mantle, to her very feetDescending with a..

© William Wordsworth

Advance – Come Forth From Thy Tyrolean Ground

ADVANCE-come forth from thy Tyrolean ground,Dear Liberty! stern Nymph of soul untamed;Sweet Nymph, O rightly of the mountains named!Through the long..

© William Wordsworth

Two Travellers Perishing In Snow

933Two Travellers perishing in SnowThe Forests as they frozeTogether heard them strengtheningEach other with the wordsThat Heaven if Heaven—must..

© Emily Dickinson

South Winds Jostle Them

86South Winds jostle them—Bumblebees come—Hover—hesitate—Drink, and are gone—Butterflies pauseOn their passage Cashmere—I—softly plucking,Present..

© Emily Dickinson

I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind

I felt a cleaving in my mindAs if my brain had split;I tried to match it, seam by seam,But could not make them fit.The thought behind I strove to..

© Emily Dickinson

I Tried To Think A Lonelier Thing

532I tried to think a lonelier ThingThan any I had seen—Some Polar Expiation—An Omen in the BoneOf Death's tremendous nearness—I probed Retrieverless..

© Emily Dickinson

I Never Lost As Much But Twice

49I never lost as much but twice,And that was in the sod.Twice have I stood a beggarBefore the door of God!Angels—twice descendingReimbursed my..

© Emily Dickinson

It Knew No Lapse, Nor Diminuation

560It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation—But large—serene—Burned on—until through Dissolution—It failed from Men—I could not deem these Planetary..

© Emily Dickinson

I Years Had Been From Home

I years had been from home,And now, before the door,I dared not open, lest a faceI never saw beforeStare vacant into mineAnd ask my business there.My..

© Emily Dickinson

To One Denied The Drink

490To One denied the drinkTo tell what Water isWould be acuter, would it notThan letting Him surmise?To lead Him to the WellAnd let Him hear it..

© Emily Dickinson

It Will Be Summer—eventually

342It will be Summer—eventually.Ladies—with parasols—Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes—And little Girls—with Dolls—Will tint the pallid landscape—As..

© Emily Dickinson

Inconceivably Solemn!

582Inconceivably solemn!Things go gayPierce—by the very PressOf Imagery—Their far Parades—order on the eyeWith a mute Pomp—A pleading..

© Emily Dickinson

To Lose One's Faith&Mdash;Surpass

377To lose one's faith—surpassThe loss of an Estate—Because Estates can beReplenished—faith cannot—Inherited with Life—Belief—but once—can..

© Emily Dickinson

I Hide Myself Within My Flower

903I hide myself within my flower,That fading from your Vase,You, unsuspecting, feel for me—Almost a loneliness.

© Emily Dickinson

Victory Comes Late

690Victory comes late—And is held low to freezing lips—Too rapt with frostTo take it—How sweet it would have tasted—Just a Drop—Was God so..

© Emily Dickinson

To Lose Thee

To lose thee, sweeter than to gainAll other hearts I knew.Tis true the drought is destituteBut, then, I had the dew!The Caspian has its realms of..

© Emily Dickinson

'Twas The Old—road—through Pain

344'Twas the old—road—through pain—That unfrequented—one—With many a turn—and thorn—That stops—at Heaven—This—was the Town—she passed—There—where..

© Emily Dickinson

Take Your Heaven Further On

388Take your Heaven further on—This—to Heaven divine Has gone—Had You earlier blundered inPossibly, e'en You had seenAn Eternity—put on—Now—to ring a..

© Emily Dickinson

To Own The Art Within The Soul

855To own the Art within the SoulThe Soul to entertainWith Silence as a CompanyAnd Festival maintainIs an unfurnished CircumstancePossession is to..

© Emily Dickinson

Triumph—may Be Of Several Kinds

455Triumph—may be of several kinds—There's Triumph in the RoomWhen that Old Imperator—Death—By Faith

© Emily Dickinson

I'M Sorry For The Dead—today

529I'm sorry for the Dead—Today—It's such congenial timesOld Neighbors have at fences—It's time o' year for Hay.And Broad—Sunburned..

© Emily Dickinson

I Stepped From Plank To Plank

I stepped from plank to plankSo slow and cautiously;The stars about my head I felt,About my feet the sea.I knew not but the nextWould be my final..

© Emily Dickinson

Stanzas

WITHIN our happy castle there dwelt OneWhom without blame I may not overlook;For never sun on living creature shoneWho more devout enjoyment with us..

© William Wordsworth

Composed By The Side Of Grasmere Lake 1806

CLOUDS, lingering yet, extend in solid barsThrough the grey west; and lo! these waters, steeledBy breezeless air to smoothest polish, yieldA vivid..

© William Wordsworth

Argument For Suicide

Send this man to the mine, this to the battle,Famish an aged beggar at your gates,And let him die by inches- but for worldsLift not your hand against..

© William Wordsworth