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“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without ... [+]

A Bird, came down the Walk -
He did not know I saw -
He bit an Angle Worm in halves
And ate ... [+]

A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July–

Children three ... [+]

There was once a child, and he strolled about a good deal, and thought of a number of things. He had a sister, who was a child too, and his constant companion. These two used to wonder all day long. ... [+]

A child was standing on a street-corner. He leaned with one shoulder against a high board fence and swayed the other to and fro, the while kicking carelessly at the gravel.
Sunshine beat upon the ... [+]

I

My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon... [+]

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed–
But a waking dream of life and ... [+]

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not ... [+]

Contemptuous of his home beyond
The village and the village-pond,
A large-souled Frog who spurned ... [+]

There was a handful of clay in the bank of a river. It was only common clay, coarse and heavy; but it had high thoughts of its own value, and wonderful dreams of the great place which it was to fill ... [+]

Palace of St. Nicholas
In the Moon
Christmas Morning



My Dear Susie Clemens,


I have received and read all the letters which you and your little sister have written me... I can read your... [+]

It was late in November 1456. The snow fell over Paris with rigorous, relentless persistence; sometimes the wind made a sally and scattered it in flying vortices; sometimes there was a lull, and flake... [+]