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Not a softness anywhere about me, Only whalebone and brocade.

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Amy Lowell
Age: 51 †
Born: 1874
Born: February 9
Died: 1925
Died: May 12
Poet
Socialite
Writer
Brookline
Massachusetts
Amy Lawrence Lowell
Brocade
Softness
Anywhere

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You are ice and fire the touch of you burns my hands like snow.
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When trying to explain anything, I usually find that the Bible, that great collection of magnificent and varied poetry, has said it before in the best possible way.
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Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.
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In my stiff, brocaded gown. With my powdered hair and jeweled fan, I too am a rare Pattern.
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Fifteen millions of soldiers with popguns and horses All bent upon killing, because their of courses Are not quite the same.
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This is war: Boys flung into a breach Like shoveled earth And old men, Broken, Driving rapidly before crowds of people In a glitter of silly decorations. Behind the boys And the old men, Life weeps, And shreds her garments To the blowing winds.
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Even pain pricks to livelier living.
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My! ain't men blinder'n moles?
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Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
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A black cat among roses, phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon, the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still. It is dazed with moonlight, contented with perfume.
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Guarded within the old red wall's embrace, Marshalled like soldiers in gay company, The tulips stand arrayed. Here infantry Wheels out into the sunlight.
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Happiness, to some, elation Is, to others, mere stagnation.
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When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum.
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On the neck of the young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise. Youth condemns maturity condones.
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So with the stretch of the white road before me, Shining snow crystals rainbowed by the sun, Fields that are white, stained with long, cool, blue shadows, Strong with the strength of my horse as we run. Joy in the touch of the wind and the sunlight! Joy! With the vigorous earth I am one.
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Poets are always the advance guard of literature the advance guard of life. It is for this reason that their recognition comes so slowly.
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