Grief is a Mouse

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1. If grief for grief can touch thee If grief for grief can touch thee, If answering woe for woe, If any truth can melt thee Come to […]...
2. Grief If grief could burn out Like a sunken coal The heart would rest quiet The unrent soul Be as still […]...
3. 'Tis good the looking back on Grief ‘Tis good the looking back on Grief To re-endure a Day We thought the Mighty Funeral Of All Conceived Joy […]...
4. I measure every Grief I meet I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, Eyes I wonder if It weighs like Mine Or has an […]...
5. Satire II:The Country Mouse and the Town Mouse MY mother’s maids, when they did sew and spin, They sang sometime a song of the field mouse, That for […]...
6. Grief I tell you hopeless grief is passionless, That only men incredulous of despair, Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air […]...
7. I can wade Grief I can wade Grief Whole Pools of it I’m used to that But the least push of Joy Breaks up […]...
8. The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury ‘twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me In […]...
9. As imperceptibly as Grief As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy A Quietness distilled As […]...
10. "How Great My Grief" (Triolet) How great my grief, my joys how few, Since first it was my fate to know thee! – Have the […]...
11. Grief O who will give me tears? Come, all ye springs, Dwell in my head and eyes; come, clouds And rain; […]...
12. 76. To a Mouse WEE, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi’ […]...
13. The Right to Grief To Certain Poets About to Die TAKE your fill of intimate remorse, perfumed sorrow, Over the dead child of a […]...
14. To A Mouse On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plough Wee, sleekit, cow’rin’, tim’rous beastie, O what a panic’s in […]...
15. Talking to Grief Ah, Grief, I should not treat you Like a homeless dog Who comes to the back door For a crust, […]...
16. Grey Hairs These are ashes of treasures: Of hurt and loss. These are ashes in face of which Granite is dross. Dove, […]...
17. Dream Song 121: Grief is fatiguing. He is out of it Grief is fatiguing. He is out of it, The whole humiliating Human round, Out of this & that. He made […]...
18. I could die to know I could die to know ‘Tis a trifling knowledge News-Boys salute the Door Carts joggle by Morning’s bold face stares […]...
19. Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; […]...
20. No Worst, There Is None. Pitched Past Pitch Of Grief No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, […]...
21. Picture Dealer There were twin artists A. and B. Who painted pictures two, And hung them in my galley For everyone to […]...
22. To Delia: On Her Endeavouring To Conceal Her Grief At Parting Ah! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those gentle signs of undissembled woe? When from soft love proceeds the deep […]...
23. My White Mouse At dusk I saw a craintive mouse That sneaked and stole around the house; At first I took it for […]...
24. Have any like Myself Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried And possibly a Church That were not, We […]...
25. The Grave Of The Kitchen Mouse The stone says “Coors” The gay carpet says “Camels” Spears of dried grass The little sticks the children gathered The […]...
26. Diary of a Church Mouse Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old […]...
27. Restaurant No, you’re wrong. Everyone is as beautiful as they can possibly be Particularly at lunch in a laughing restaurant Everyone […]...
28. The Apple Tree When first we saw the apple tree The boughs were dark and straight, But never grief to give had we, […]...
29. 285. Song-I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen I GAED a waefu’ gate yestreen, A gate, I fear, I’ll dearly rue; I gat my death frae twa sweet […]...
30. Sonnet 05 – I lift my heavy heart up solemnly I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn […]...
31. Band Concert BAND concert public square Nebraska city. Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses. Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry […]...
32. Bedtime Story The moon lies on the river Like a drop of oil. The children come to the banks to be healed […]...
33. First EPIGRAM. (Upon being Contented with a Little) WE deem them moderate, but Enough implore, What barely will suffice, and ask no more: Who say, (O Jove) a […]...
34. A GRIEF Rivers, tow paths, caravan parks From Kirkstall to Keighley The track’s ribbon flaps Like Margaret’s whirling and twirling At ten […]...
35. God's Grief “Lord God of Hosts,” the people pray, “Make strong our arms that we may slay Our cursed foe and win […]...
36. Time and Grief O TIME! who know’st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow’s wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose […]...
37. Brooding Grief A yellow leaf from the darkness Hops like a frog before me. Why should I start and stand still? I […]...
38. Circe's Grief In the end, I made myself Known to your wife as A god would, in her own house, in Ithaca, […]...
39. Consummation Of Grief I even hear the mountains The way they laugh Up and down their blue sides And down in the water […]...
40. Song: Eternity of Love Protested How ill doth he deserve a lover’s name, Whose pale weak flame Cannot retain His heat, in spite of absence […]...