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| 2671. | The Promise of the Morning Star by Amy Lowell | | Thou father of the children of my brain
By thee engendered in my willing heart,
How can I thank thee for this gift of art
Poured out so lavishly, a... |
| 2673. | The Temple by Amy Lowell | | Between us leapt a gold and scarlet flame.
Into the hollow of the cupped, arched blue
Of Heaven it rose. Its flickering tongues up-drew
And vanish... |
| 2674. | The Lamp of Life by Amy Lowell | | Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are ... |
| 2675. | Apples of Hesperides by Amy Lowell | | Glinting golden through the trees,
Apples of Hesperides!
Through the moon-pierced warp of night
Shoot pale shafts of yellow light,
Swaying to the ... |
| 2676. | Stupidity by Amy Lowell | | Dearest, forgive that with my clumsy touch
I broke and bruised your rose.
I hardly could suppose
It were a thing so fragile that my clutch
Could k... |
| 2677. | The Painted Ceiling by Amy Lowell | | My Grandpapa lives in a wonderful house
With a great many windows and doors,
There are stairs that go up, and stairs that go down,
And such beautif... |
| 2678. | Red Slippers by Amy Lowell | | Red slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the
street, flaws of grey,
windy sleet!... |
| 2679. | The Captured Goddess by Amy Lowell | | Over the housetops,
Above the rotating chimney-pots,
I have seen a shiver of amethyst,
And blue and cinnamon have flickered
A moment,
At the far ... |
| 2680. | The Poet by Amy Lowell | | What instinct forces man to journey on,
Urged by a longing blind but dominant!
Nothing he sees can hold him, nothing daunt
His never failing eagern... |
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