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 Poet's Epitaph

Art thou a Statist in the vanOf public conflicts trained and bred?- First learn to love one living man;'Then' may'st thou think upon the dead.A..

© William Wordsworth

Sweet—you Forgot—but I Remembered

523Sweet—You forgot—but I rememberedEvery time—for Two—So that the Sum be never hinderedThrough Decay of You—Say if I erred? Accuse my..

© Emily Dickinson

Strong Draughts Of Their Refreshing Minds

711Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing MindsTo drink—enables MineThrough Desert or the WildernessAs bore it Sealed Wine—To go elastic—Or as OneThe..

© Emily Dickinson

'Twas Like A Maelstrom, With A Notch

414'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,That nearer, every Day,Kept narrowing its boiling WheelUntil the AgonyToyed coolly with the final inchOf your..

© Emily Dickinson

Ode On Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

The Child is father of the Man;And I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety.IThere was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,The..

© William Wordsworth

Give Little Anguish

310Give little Anguish—Lives will fret—Give Avalanches—And they'll slant—Straighten—look cautious for their Breath—But make no syllable—like..

© Emily Dickinson

'Twas Just This Time, Last Year, I Died

445'Twas just this time, last year, I died.I know I heard the Corn,When I was carried by the Farms—It had the Tassels on—I thought how yellow it..

© Emily Dickinson

Is It True, Dear Sue?

218Is it true, dear Sue?Are there two?I shouldn't like to comeFor fear of joggling Him!If I could shut him upIn a Coffee Cup,Or tie him to a pinTill..

© Emily Dickinson

A Farewell

FAREWELL, thou little Nook of mountain-ground,Thou rocky corner in the lowest stairOf that magnificent temple which doth boundOne side of our whole..

© William Wordsworth

I Cannot Live With You (No. 640)

I cannot live with You--It would be Life--And Life is over there--Behind the ShelfThe Sexton keeps the Key to--Putting upOur Life--His..

© Emily Dickinson

Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

Earth has not anything to show more fair:Dull would he be of soul who could pass byA sight so touching in its majesty:This City now doth, like a..

© William Wordsworth

Glee—the Great Storm Is Over

619Glee—The great storm is over—Four—have recovered the Land—Forty—gone down together—Into the boiling Sand—Ring—for the Scant Salvation—Toll—for the..

© Emily Dickinson

Teach Him—when He Makes The Names

227Teach Him—When He makes the names—Such an one—to say—On his babbling—Berry—lips—As should sound—to me—Were my Ear—as near his nest—As my..

© Emily Dickinson

Good Morning—midnight

425Good Morning—Midnight—I'm coming Home—Day—got tired of Me—How could I—of Him?Sunshine was a sweet place—I liked to stay—But Morn—didn't want..

© Emily Dickinson

She Dealt Her Pretty Words Like Blades

479She dealt her pretty words like Blades—How glittering they shone—And every One unbared a NerveOr wantoned with a Bone—She never deemed—she..

© Emily Dickinson

In Winter In My Room

1670In Winter in my RoomI came upon a Worm—Pink, lank and warm—But as he was a wormAnd worms presumeNot quite with him at home—Secured him by a..

© Emily Dickinson

My Heart Leaps Up

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me..

© William Wordsworth

Escaping Backward To Perceive

867Escaping backward to perceiveThe Sea upon our place—Escaping forward, to confrontHis glittering Embrace—Retreating up, a Billow's heightRetreating..

© Emily Dickinson

Dropped Into The Ether Acre

665Dropped into the Ether Acre—Wearing the Sod Gown—Bonnet of Everlasting Laces—Brooch—frozen on—Horses of Blonde—and Coach of Silver—Baggage a..

© Emily Dickinson

A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal

A slumber did my spirit sealI had no human fears:She seemed a thing that could not feelThe touch of earthly years.No motion has she now, no force;She..

© William Wordsworth

Is Bliss Then, Such Abyss

340Is Bliss then, such Abyss,I must not put my foot amissFor fear I spoil my shoe?I'd rather suit my footThan save my Boot—For yet to buy another..

© Emily Dickinson

Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known

Strange fits of passion have I known:And I will dare to tell,But in the lover's ear alone,What once to me befell.When she I loved looked every..

© William Wordsworth

Trust In The Unexpected

555Trust in the Unexpected—By this—was William KiddPersuaded of the Buried Gold—As One had testified—Through this—the old Philosopher—His Talismanic..

© Emily Dickinson

You Constituted Time

765You constituted Time—I deemed EternityA Revelation of Yourself—'Twas therefore DeityThe Absolute—removedThe Relative away—That I unto Himself..

© Emily Dickinson

I'M The Little

176I'm the little "Heart's Ease"!I don't care for pouting skies!If the Butterfly delayCan I, therefore, stay away?If the Coward Bumble BeeIn his..

© Emily Dickinson