A narrow fellow in the grass (1096)
A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him—did you not . . .
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The Negro Speaks of Rivers
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
. . .
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
. . .
The New Decalogue
Have but one God: thy knees were sore
If bent in prayer to three or four.
. . .
The Night of the Shirts
Oh pile of white shirts who is coming
to breathe in your shapes to carry your numbers
to appear . . .
Nineteen-Fourteen: The Soldier
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be . . .
Nocturne
That scraping of iron on iron when the wind
rises, what is it? Something the wind won’t
quit with, but drags back and forth. . . .
A Noiseless Patient Spider
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, . . .
Not for That City
Not for that city of the level sun,
Its golden streets and glittering gates ablaze—
The shadeless, sleepless city of white days, . . .
Not Waving but Drowning
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought . . .