Skip to content

Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place,

And saw, below, many devils

Running, leaping,

And carousing in sin.

Read full poem →

noun

A person whose profession is acting on the stage, in films, or on television.

The lead actor delivered a powerful performance that moved the entire audience to tears.

Know more →

Song

35 lines
Amy Lowell·1874–1925
h! To be a flowerNodding in the sun,Bending, then upspringingAs the breezes run;Holding upA scent-brimmed cup,Full of summer's fragrance to the summer sun. Oh! To be a butterflyStill, upon a flower,Winking with its painted wings,Happy in the hour.Blossoms holdMines of goldDeep within the farthest heart of each chaliced flower. Oh! To be a cloudBlowing through the blue,Shadowing the mountains,Rushing loudly throughValleys deepWhere torrents keepAlways their plunging thunder and their misty arch of blue. Oh! To be a waveSplintering on the sand,Drawing back, but leavingLingeringly the land.Rainbow lightFlashes brightTelling tales of coral caves half hid in yellow sand. Soon they die, the flowers;Insects live a day;Clouds dissolve in showers;Only waves at playLast forever.Shall endeavorMake a sea of purpose mightier than we dream to-day?