Potential Titles: Heap
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somethingdarkerMorn builds the heap which eve destroys - Hatim al-Tai "On Avarice" transl. by Joseph Dacre Carlyle
Where poppies heap the marble vats - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Stretched on a heap of poisoned arrows - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Heap wood upon the fire to banish shadow - John Berryman "The Possessed"
Heaps of rare drifted salvage - Louise Morey Bowman "Oranges"
Unhinged rhizomes heap - Serena Chopra "Garden Variety with Lesbians"
A pushcart heaped beyond possibility - John Ciardi "Abundance"
and honey was heaped upon my head - Lucille Clifton "beloved"
Coffers heaped with tears - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life XI: Compensation"
A lifetime's heap of laundry - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Only a heap of broken images - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land I: The Burial of the Dead"
Heap his bed with balsam boughs - William Hodgson Ellis "Maskinogewagaming"
Left a heap behind, of ashes slaked in blood - "The Fireman's Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIX, v.LV, Jan. 1844]
Streets of heaped glass - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Lost Coast"
A heap of rotten leaves blown to the shores of folly - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
Cliff heaped on cliff, and stone on fragment stone - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
Heaped up their withering discontents - H.G.K. [Henry George Keene per the Digital Victorian Poetry Project.] "Day-Dreams of an Exile" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine v.LXX, no.CCCCXXXII, Oct. 1851]
Among the jumbled heap of murky buildings - John Keats "Sonnet VII [O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell]"
Heaping upon themselves more deep damnation - "The King of Darkness: On the Fallen Angels" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Huddles in grey heaps coiling and holding back - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"
Sitting on a heap of barley - Edward Lear "Incidents in the Live of My Uncle Arly"
An ignoble heap of broken, dusty glass - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"
Keeps adjusting the ash heaps - Marianne Moore "The Fish"
A frail and dusty heap of regret - John Murillo "Dolores, Maybe"
A scorpion scratches about under a rubbish heap - Gregory Orr "Black Moon"
A heap of fragrant ashes - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Precious Urn"
Heaped high by blinded Stars - Josephine Preston Peabody "Canticle of the Babe"
A new allotment promised shining heaps of gold - "The Penitent Free-Trader" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no. CCCXV, v.LXVII, May 1850]
A heap of dust alone remains - Alexander Pope "Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady"
Tumbling and heaping about the door - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"
Gathered great heaps of fraying asbestos - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"
Heaped high within the Judgment Scales - Margaret J. Preston "The Hermit's Vigil" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.24, Mar. 1873] (appears to be a typo in the poet's name: Margaret J. Prestox at the end of the poem. I'm assuming it should be Preston)
High heaped above the hunting grounds - "The Red Man's Plea: Almost Literally the Reply of 'Red Iron to Governor Ramsey" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.2, Feb. 1864]
And heaped their glories at your feet - D.J. Robertson "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.144-v.III, 2 Oct. 1886]
Aware of silence heaped round him - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
Heaped with snow that shall know no thawing - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
My casket's heap'd contents reversed - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Bronze shadows heaped on high horizons - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"
By amassing a heap of glass - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 40: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
The dust heap where our memories lie - Iris Tree "Streets"
Heaped together with balsam and juniper - Elinor Wylie "Winter Sleep"
From dust-heaps garnered - Zinaida Gippius "[I seek for rhythmic whisperings]" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
Heaped-up sods upon the fire - Padraic Colum "An Old Woman of the Roads"
A mighty junk-heap rising high - Adolf Wolff "The Great Discard"
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Where poppies heap the marble vats - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"
Stretched on a heap of poisoned arrows - Stephen Vincent Benet "Three Days' Ride"
Heap wood upon the fire to banish shadow - John Berryman "The Possessed"
Heaps of rare drifted salvage - Louise Morey Bowman "Oranges"
Unhinged rhizomes heap - Serena Chopra "Garden Variety with Lesbians"
A pushcart heaped beyond possibility - John Ciardi "Abundance"
and honey was heaped upon my head - Lucille Clifton "beloved"
Coffers heaped with tears - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life XI: Compensation"
A lifetime's heap of laundry - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Only a heap of broken images - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land I: The Burial of the Dead"
Heap his bed with balsam boughs - William Hodgson Ellis "Maskinogewagaming"
Left a heap behind, of ashes slaked in blood - "The Fireman's Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIX, v.LV, Jan. 1844]
Streets of heaped glass - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Lost Coast"
A heap of rotten leaves blown to the shores of folly - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
Cliff heaped on cliff, and stone on fragment stone - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
Heaped up their withering discontents - H.G.K. [Henry George Keene per the Digital Victorian Poetry Project.] "Day-Dreams of an Exile" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine v.LXX, no.CCCCXXXII, Oct. 1851]
Among the jumbled heap of murky buildings - John Keats "Sonnet VII [O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell]"
Heaping upon themselves more deep damnation - "The King of Darkness: On the Fallen Angels" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Huddles in grey heaps coiling and holding back - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"
Sitting on a heap of barley - Edward Lear "Incidents in the Live of My Uncle Arly"
An ignoble heap of broken, dusty glass - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"
Keeps adjusting the ash heaps - Marianne Moore "The Fish"
A frail and dusty heap of regret - John Murillo "Dolores, Maybe"
A scorpion scratches about under a rubbish heap - Gregory Orr "Black Moon"
A heap of fragrant ashes - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Precious Urn"
Heaped high by blinded Stars - Josephine Preston Peabody "Canticle of the Babe"
A new allotment promised shining heaps of gold - "The Penitent Free-Trader" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no. CCCXV, v.LXVII, May 1850]
A heap of dust alone remains - Alexander Pope "Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady"
Tumbling and heaping about the door - Miriam Clark Potter "The Sandman's Wife"
Gathered great heaps of fraying asbestos - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"
Heaped high within the Judgment Scales - Margaret J. Preston "The Hermit's Vigil" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.24, Mar. 1873] (appears to be a typo in the poet's name: Margaret J. Prestox at the end of the poem. I'm assuming it should be Preston)
High heaped above the hunting grounds - "The Red Man's Plea: Almost Literally the Reply of 'Red Iron to Governor Ramsey" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.2, Feb. 1864]
And heaped their glories at your feet - D.J. Robertson "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.144-v.III, 2 Oct. 1886]
Aware of silence heaped round him - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
Heaped with snow that shall know no thawing - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
My casket's heap'd contents reversed - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Bronze shadows heaped on high horizons - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"
By amassing a heap of glass - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 40: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
The dust heap where our memories lie - Iris Tree "Streets"
Heaped together with balsam and juniper - Elinor Wylie "Winter Sleep"
From dust-heaps garnered - Zinaida Gippius "[I seek for rhythmic whisperings]" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
Heaped-up sods upon the fire - Padraic Colum "An Old Woman of the Roads"
A mighty junk-heap rising high - Adolf Wolff "The Great Discard"
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