Anne Rutledge
Out of me unworthy and unknown
The vibrations of deathless music;
“With malice toward none,…
The vibrations of deathless music;
“With malice toward none,…
Death
Lines Written on Hearing the News of the Death of Napoleon
What! alive and so bold, O Earth?
Art thou not over-bold?
What! leapest thou forth…
Art thou not over-bold?
What! leapest thou forth…
The Rose-Bush
A child sleeps under a rose-bush fair,
The buds swell out in the soft May…
The buds swell out in the soft May…
The Last Man
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom,
The Sun himself must die,
Before this mortal…
The Sun himself must die,
Before this mortal…
“Life! I know not what thou art”
Life! I know not what thou art,
But know that thou and I must part;…
But know that thou and I must part;…
The Death of Lovers
We shall have beds filled with light odours, couches deep as tombs, and, set out…
In the Highlands
In the highlands, in the country places,
Where the old plain men have rosy faces,…
Where the old plain men have rosy faces,…
Dance, My Heart!
Dance, my heart! dance to-day with joy.
The strains of love fill the days and…
The strains of love fill the days and…
Prometheus Unbound
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;…
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;…