Poems about phrase
May Not Stop To One Who Never Felt
and still my heart my eye outweighs
i think a little well like mine
i used to when a boy
a party that we knew
that could not stop to be a king
the love a life can show below
may not our second with its first
i found the phrase to every thought
to one who never felt it blaze
and wishes had he any
promise this when you be dying
absence disembodies so does death
by my long bright and longer trust
Lest That Would Not Which, Desire, Or Grant
lest that should conquer me,
can go, itself, without a fan
and what itself, will say to me
i know not which, desire, or grant
if town it have beyond itself
when earth cannot be had
the court is far away
but the man within
they might as wise have lodged a bird
if any sink, assure that this, now standing
that would not let the will
to lose if one can find again
i found the phrase to every thought
Yet Remains To See
his own would fall so more
i have so much to do
will suit me just as well
some things that stay there be
it yet remains to see
yet know not what was done to me
to whom this would have pointed me
that they remember me;
i think just how my shape will rise
i'm that or nought
i found the phrase to every thought
it near as i can guess
i do not need a light
then will i not repine,
that just now dangled still,
We See
too jostled were our souls to speak
and life and i keep even
and i could i stand by
i'll put a trinket on,
then will i not repine,
not if to talk with me
supporting what we see
i found the phrase to every thought
we shall not want to use again
i've none to tell me to but thee
i only must not change so fair
i know lives, i could miss
Did They No More Remember Me
to him, it would be death
if then he hear
i don't know when
did they forget thee?
he'll tell me!
"but i have chosen them!"
i found the phrase to every thought
i many times thought peace had come
to what, could we presume
but how he set, i know not,
i sent it even now?
forgive me, if the grave come slow
it had availed me now,
and they no more remember me
they're here, though; not a creature failed,
The Living Possible
if pain for peace prepares
that makes the living possible
when it has just contained a life
is the most we can
the very profile of the thought
i found the phrase to every thought
the day that i was crowned