How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to…
by Dev
It was at a wine party— I lay in a drowse, knowing it not. The blown…
But, sure, the sky is big, I said; Miles and miles above my head; So…
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and…
She carries in the candles, And lights the curtained room, Shy in the…
love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom…
I saw her in a Broadway car, The woman I might grow to be; I felt my…
But leave me a little love, A voice to speak to me in the day end, A…
O Stars and Dreams and Gentle Night; O Night and Stars return! And…
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better To paint a picture, or write…
