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Louisa May Alcott – My Prayer
Courage and patience, these I ask,Dear Lord, in this my latest strait;For hard I find my ten years’ task,Learning to…
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Louisa May Alcott Our Little Ghost
OFT, in the silence of the night,When the lonely moon rides high,When wintry winds are whistling,And we hear the owl’s…
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Louisa May Alcott – To Louisa May Alcott. By Her Father
When I remember with what buoyant heart,Midst war’s alarms and woes of civil strife,In youthful eagerness thou didst depart,At peril…
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Louisa May Alcott – To Papa
In high Olympus’ sacred shadeA gift Minerva wroughtFor her beloved philosopherImmersed in deepest thought. A shield to guard his aged…
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Louisa May Alcott – Transfiguration
Mysterious death! who in a single hourLife’s gold can so refine,And by thy art divineChange mortal weakness to immortal power!…
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Anna Akhmatova 8th November 1913
Sunlight fills my roomWith hot dust, lucent, grey.I wake, and I remember:Today is your saint’s day.That’s why even the snowIs…
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Anna Akhmatova A cast-iron fence
A cast-iron fence,A bed of pine,How sweet that I no longerNeed to be jealous. A bed’s made for meWith sobbing…
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Anna Akhmatova A grey cloud, in the sky overhead
A grey cloud, in the sky overhead,Like a squirrel skin uncurled.‘I’m not sorry your body,’ he said,‘Will melt in March,…
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Anna Akhmatova Ah! You thought I’m the kind too
Ah! You thought I’m the kind too,To cry ‘how could you forget me’,And praying and sobbing, throw myselfUnder the horses’…
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Anna Akhmatova All I see is hilly Pavlovsk
All I see is hilly Pavlovsk,Meadow around, motionless water,The most languid, the most shaded,Most unforgettable spot. When you drive through…
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