Poems about gown
Somehow, It
for fear their yellow gown
and ask my business there,
the wind didn't come from the orchard today
than life had done before it
somehow, it will be even
to see if it was there
but there is no gratitude
danger! what is that to her?
who know but we
not yet, our eyes can see
so, i could buy it
can i, therefore, stay away?
i reason, earth is short
nor ever now so sweet
This, And Would As The Bees
for fear their yellow gown
and their young will
and so
this, and my heart, and all the bees
and as the rose appears,
and would as soon surmise
how much can come
to lives that stoop to notice mine
too near to heaven to fear
those who begin today
then to him who bear
It Hurt You, As Some Bird
whose nightgowns could not hide the wings
and still it hurt you, as some bird
it seems as though the time
an awe if it should be like that
Of Dun More
of early hurt, if such a lapse
and then, those little anodynes
it was not night, for all the bells
what and if it be
they leave us with the infinite,
to take it,
i'll hand it to the angel
one pearl to me so signal
never a gown of dun more
To Break; Though Once They Seem Not Being
and on a day we meet to walk the line
to carry again to you,
from which to gather your gown,
what brought the kindred spider to that height,
he is in doubt whether to admit real trouble to a place beside the
to ensure their not being wasted on me,
and they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
they were welcome to their belief,
From Which To Square
even as on earth, in paradise;
than with brooks taken otherwhere in song,
dooryard and road ungraded,
with doors that none but the wind ever closes,
that struck the earth,
a narrow passage all the way around,
the farmhouse lingers, though averse to square
what but design of darkness to appall?
make up your mind to die in state,
a flower to try its currents where they crossed,
not to believe the phoebes wept,
from which to gather your gown,
to which you give the assenting voice,'