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").
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
Nature Rarer Uses Yellow
Nature rarer uses yellowThan another hue;Saves she all of that for sunsets,--Prodigal of blue,Spending scarlet like a woman,Yellow she affordsOnly..
© Emily Dickinson
A Whirl-Blast From Behind The Hill
A Whirl-Blast from behind the hillRushed o'er the wood with startling sound;Then--all at once the air was still,And showers of hailstones pattered..
© William Wordsworth
It Was An April Morning: Fresh And Clear
It was an April morning: fresh and clearThe Rivulet, delighting in its strength,Ran with a young man's speed; and yet the voiceOf waters which the..
© William Wordsworth
From Us She Wandered Now A Year
890From Us She wandered now a Year,Her tarrying, unknown,If Wilderness prevent her feetOr that Ethereal ZoneNo eye hath seen and livedWe ignorant..
© Emily Dickinson
The Chariot
Because I could not stop for Death,He kindly stopped for me;The carriage held but just ourselvesAnd Immortality.We slowly drove, he knew no haste,And..
© Emily Dickinson
It Dropped So Low In My Regard
It dropped so low in my regardI heard it hit the ground,And go to pieces on the stonesAt bottom of my mind;Yet blamed the fate that fractured..
© Emily Dickinson
It Tossed—and Tossed
723It tossed—and tossed—A little Brig I knew—o'ertook by Blast—It spun—and spun—And groped delirious, for Morn—It slipped—and slipped—As One that..
© Emily Dickinson
Nature, The Gentlest Mother
Nature, the gentlest mother,Impatient of no child,The feeblest or the waywardest,Her admonition mildIn forest and the hillBy traveller is..
© Emily Dickinson
Twas Such A Little—little Boat
107'Twas such a little—little boatThat toddled down the bay!'Twas such a gallant—gallant seaThat beckoned it away!'Twas such a greedy, greedy..
© Emily Dickinson
Such Is The Force Of Happiness
787Such is the Force of Happiness—The Least—can lift a TonAssisted by its stimulus—Who Misery—sustain—No Sinew can afford—The Cargo of Themselves—Too..
© Emily Dickinson
work For Immortality
406Some—Work for Immortality—The Chiefer part, for Time—He—Compensates—immediately—The former—Checks—on Fame—Slow Gold—but Everlasting—The Bullion of..
© Emily Dickinson
Cocoon Above! Cocoon Below!
129Cocoon above! Cocoon below!Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you soWhat all the world suspect?An hour, and gay on every treeYour secret, perched in..
© Emily Dickinson
It Was A Grave, Yet Bore No Stone
876It was a Grave, yet bore no StoneEnclosed 'twas not of RailA Consciousness its Acre, andIt held a Human Soul.Entombed by whom, for what offenceIf..
© Emily Dickinson
Essential Oils—are Wrung
675Essential Oils—are wrung—The Attar from the RoseBe not expressed by Suns—alone—It is the gift of Screws—The General Rose—decay—But this—in Lady's..
© Emily Dickinson
It Did Not Surprise Me
39It did not surprise me—So I said—or thought—She will stir her pinionsAnd the nest forgot,Traverse broader forests—Build in gayer boughs,Breathe in..
© Emily Dickinson