Nothing Gold Can Stay

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1. NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. […]...
2. A PECK OF GOLD Dust always blowing about the town, Except when sea-fog laid it down, And I was one of the children told […]...
3. [ANG] Gray Room Although you sit in a room that is gray, Except for the silver Of the straw-paper, And pick At your […]...
4. Augries of Innocence – Wróżby niewinności To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the […]...
5. Alone From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not […]...
6. The Bluebell The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my […]...
7. [ANG] Nomad Exquisite As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth The big-finned palm And green vine angering for life, As the immense […]...
8. Auguries of Innocence To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the […]...
9. Night THE sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest. And I […]...
10. And did those feet in ancient time And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s moutains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On […]...
11. The house and the road The little Road says, Go, The little House says, Stay: And O, it’s bonny here at home, But I must […]...
12. Fortune and Men’s Eyes MARY: Well, headsman?… You ask not why I came here, Clouded Brow, Will you not ask me why I stay? […]...
13. Evening Star [Tamerlane and other Poems, 1827] ‚Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night ; And stars, in their orbits, Shone […]...
14. [ANG] Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings, […]...
15. Dickinson 1765 That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love; It is enought, the freight should be […]...
16. THE TUFT OF FLOWERS I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew […]...
17. Urbs Sacra Aeterna Rome! what a scroll of History thine has been; In the first days thy sword republican Ruled the whole world […]...
18. A FAR-OFF ROSE A FAR-OFF ROSE By: Josephine Preston Peabody (1874-1922) A FAR-OFF rose of long ago, An hour of sweet, an hour […]...
19. The Canal The CanalNo dip and dart of swallows wakes the black Slumber of the canal: – a mirror dead For lack […]...
20. The Waste Land – III. The Fire Sermon The river’s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind Crosses […]...
21. MOWING There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. […]...
22. Rome Unvisited I The corn has turned from grey to red, Since first my spirit wandered forth From the drear cities of […]...
23. Holy Week at Genoa I wandered through Scoglietto’s far retreat, The oranges on each o’erhanging spray Burned as bright lamps of gold to shame […]...
24. Romance Romance, who loves to nod and sing, With drowsy head and folded wing, Among the green leaves as they shake […]...
25. Unto one who lies at rest Unto one who lies at rest U NTO one who lies at rest ‚Neath the sunset, in the West, Clover-blossoms […]...
26. Italia Italia! thou art fallen, though with sheen Of battle-spears thy clamorous armies stride From the north Alps to the Sicilian […]...
27. Jeruzalem WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827) Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s mountain green? And was the holy […]...
28. The Waste Land – I. Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, strirring Dull roots with […]...
29. Pieśń Starej Matki / The Song of the Old Mother Wstaję o świcie i klękam, i dmucham, Aż ziarnko ognia zbudzę, odchucham. Potem już czas szorować piec, zamiatać, Nim gwiazdy […]...
30. The Lake The Lake In youth’s spring, it was my lot To haunt of the wide earth a spot To which I […]...
31. Someone Is Harshly Coughing as Before Someone is harshly coughing on the next floor, Sudden excitement catching the flesh of his throat: Who is the sick […]...
32. Song MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish’d air, By Love are driven away; And mournful lean Despair Brings […]...
33. Nurse´s song When the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is […]...
34. O Captain! My Captain! O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is […]...
35. Impression. Le Reveillon OSCAR WILDE (1854-1900) Impression Le Réveillon The sky is laced with fitful red, The circling mists and shadows flee, The […]...
36. HOME BURIAL He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over […]...
37. Zakochany Mówi o Róży w Swoim Sercu / The Lover Tells of the Rose in His Heart Wszystkie rzeczy brzydkie, zepsute, stare i zniszczone, Płacz dziecka obok drogi, wóz, który skrzypi i zgrzyta, Ciężkie kroki oracza, co […]...
38. Mad Song – Pieśń szalona The wild winds weep, And the night is a-cold Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs unfold: But lo! the morning […]...
39. Mad Song / Pieśń szalona Mad Song The wild winds weep, And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs unfold: But lo! […]...
40. THE SINGING MAN A Book of Songs and THE SINGING MAN A Book of Songs and Shadows By JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY [Illustration] _BOSTON_ and _NEW YORK_ HOUGHTON MIFFLIN […]...