Chapter V

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

anew

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

a mixture of gases (especially oxygen) required for breathing; the stuff that the wind consists of

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

(quantifier) used with either mass or count nouns to indicate the whole number or amount of or every one of a class

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

Having no one else present.

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

surrounded by; in the middle of a group

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

take a court case to a higher court for review

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

the form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

in or near a particular place or position

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used with a past participle to form the passive, or with -ing for continuous tenses

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

The red fluid that circulates in the heart and blood vessels.

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

of the color intermediate between green and violet; having a color similar to that of a clear unclouded sky

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “blush” — a rosy color (especially in the cheeks) taken as a sign of good health

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

brought into existence

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “branch” — a division of some larger or more complex organization

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the use of brief expressions

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

comparative of “broad” — having great (or a certain) extent from one side to the other

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

United States literary critic and historian (1886-1963)

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

flutter like a butterfly

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

showing who or what does the action

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

past form of “call” — assign a specified (usually proper) proper name to

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

to be able to, or to be allowed to

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

pleasing or delighting

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

past form of “circle” — travel around something

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “climb” — an upward slope or grade (as in a road)

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

several things grouped together or considered as a whole

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

have or possess in combination

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

transactions (sales and purchases) having the objective of supplying commodities (goods and services)

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

a booth where a priest sits to hear confessions

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

someone to whom private matters are confided

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

never dying

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

an urgent or peremptory request

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

pass from physical life and lose all bodily attributes and functions necessary to sustain life

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

flow off gradually

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

free from liquid or moisture; lacking natural or normal moisture or depleted of water; or no longer wet

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

-ing form of “dull” — make dull in appearance

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

in or associated with the process of passing from life or ceasing to be

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

qualified for by right according to law

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

artifact made by weaving or felting or knitting or crocheting natural or synthetic fibers

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “fancy” — something many people believe that is false

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

an agenda of things to do

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “foot” — the part of the leg of a human being below the ankle joint

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

preceding all others in time or space or degree

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

a short vivid experience

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

plural of “flow” — the motion characteristic of fluids (liquids or gases)

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

to travel behind, go after, come after

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “give” — the elasticity of something that can be stretched and returns to its original length

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

let have

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

greater in size or importance or degree

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

any number of entities (members) considered as a unit

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

past form of “guess” — expect, believe, or suppose

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the (prehensile) extremity of the superior limb

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

used with a past participle to form the perfect tenses

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

the locus of feelings and intuitions

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

belonging to a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

belonging to a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

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From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

the formation of a mental image of something that is not perceived as real and is not present to the senses

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the quality or state of being immortal

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

being of such surpassing excellence as to suggest inspiration by the gods

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

in place of, or as an alternative to

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

cause to come to know personally

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

without variation or change, in every case

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

a thing, animal, or idea already mentioned

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the emotion of great happiness

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the psychological result of perception and learning and reasoning

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a systematic means of communicating by the use of sounds or conventional symbols

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

a gift or money given (as for service or out of benevolence); usually given ostentatiously

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

the sound of laughing

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

take somebody somewhere

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to make a suggestion or a command including the speaker

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “line” — a formation of people or things one beside another

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

come into view indistinctly, often threateningly

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

no longer in your possession or control; unable to be found or recovered

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a strong positive emotion of regard and affection

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

possessive form of “love” — a strong positive emotion of regard and affection

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

a surface coating for ceramics or porcelain

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

used to say something is possible, or to give permission

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

past form of “mint” — form by stamping, punching, or printing

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the natural satellite of the Earth

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

(comparative of “much” used with mass nouns) a quantifier meaning greater in size or amount or extent or degree

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

the time period between dawn and noon

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

a form of address for a man

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

to a great degree or extent

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the essential qualities or characteristics by which something is recognized

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

very recently

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

used to make a word, phrase, or sentence negative

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a brief written record

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

plural of “note” — a brief written record

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

in the historical present; at this point in the narration of a series of past events

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to mean any person in general, including the speaker

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

past form of “pass” — go across or through

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

by chance

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

an expression consisting of one or more words forming a grammatical constituent of a sentence

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

plural of “poem” — a composition written in metrical feet forming rhythmical lines

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

the act of communicating with a deity (especially as a petition or in adoration or contrition or thanksgiving)

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

challenge the accuracy, probity, or propriety of

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

repeat a passage from

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

any of many shrubs of the genus Rosa that bear roses

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “run” — a score in baseball made by a runner touching all four bases safely

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

deplete

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

1/60 of a minute; the basic unit of time adopted under the Systeme International d'Unites

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

(used with count nouns) of an indefinite number more than 2 or 3 but not many

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

plural of “shadow” — shade within clear boundaries

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used with I and we for the future, or to offer and suggest

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

give an exhibition of to an interested audience

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the quality of being simple or uncompounded

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

precipitation falling from clouds in the form of ice crystals

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

(quantifier) used with either mass nouns or plural count nouns to indicate an unspecified number or quantity

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a short musical composition with words

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

plural of “sphere” — a particular environment or walk of life

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

past form of “stamp” — walk heavily

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

superlative of “strong” — having strength or power greater than average or expected

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

the subject matter of a conversation or discussion

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

of the kind already mentioned

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

plural of “sun” — the star that is the source of light and heat for the planets in the solar system

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

superlative of “sure” — having or feeling no doubt or uncertainty; confident and assured

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

of or relating to the sympathetic nervous system

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

To perceive flavor through the mouth.

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

impart skills or knowledge to

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the process of shedding tears (usually accompanied by sobs or other inarticulate sounds)

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

express in words

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to introduce the second part of a comparison

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

the plural of “this”: the people or things near, or just mentioned

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

the people, animals, or things already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

the plural of “that”: the people or things further away, or already known

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

from one end or side of something to the other

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

propel through the air

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

an old word for “your”, speaking to one person

From this reading Nature, in thy largess, grant I may be thy confidant!

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

to a degree exceeding normal or proper limits

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

make physical contact with, come in contact with

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

plural of “touch” — the event of something coming in contact with the body

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a line or route along which something travels or moves

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

joyful and proud especially because of triumph or success

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

superlative of “true” — consistent with fact or reality; not false

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

not seen or perceived

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

spotlessly clean and fresh

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

being or moving higher in position or greater in some value; being above a former position or level

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

a formal word for “on”

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a numerical quantity measured or assigned or computed

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

the amount of 3-dimensional space occupied by an object

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

plural of “weave” — pattern of weaving or structure of a fabric

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

in or at the place that

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

air moving (sometimes with considerable force) from an area of high pressure to an area of low pressure

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

in the company of; together with

From this reading They are not invariably of a more inspired touch than are several in the first collection, such as “Lost Knowledge,” “A Song for Simplicity,” and “Love’s Prayer;” now and again they combine some newly minted phrase flashing with unsullied lustre, with such as have passed from hand to hand in the dulling commerce of language; but it is perhaps too much to demand that all fancies shall be newly stamped with the die of imagination.

possessive form of “woman” — an adult female person (as opposed to a man)

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

a hollow muscular organ in the pelvic cavity of females; contains the developing fetus

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

everything that exists anywhere

From this reading One of Mr. Knowles’ strongest poems from the group in question is entitled “Love’s World;” but for greater brevity I shall quote instead these charming lines which introduce the collection called _Love Triumphant_:

an old word for “yes”

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.

but in spite of that

From this reading In his poems upon love, Mr. Knowles touches some of his truest and surest notes; those in the second volume have a broader and more sympathetic appeal, and yet have not lost the confessional note which alone gives value to the subject.

a belt-shaped region in the heavens on either side to the ecliptic; divided into 12 constellations or signs for astrological purposes

From this reading * * * * * Show me how dry branches throw Such blue shadows on the snow; Tell me how the wind can fare On his unseen feet of air; Show me how the spider’s loom Weaves the fabric from her womb; Lead me to those brooks of morn Where a woman’s laugh is born; Let me taste the sap that flows Through the blushes of a rose,— Yea, and drain the blood which runs From the heart of dying suns; Teach me how the butterfly Guessed at immortality; Let me follow up the track Of Love’s deathless zodiac Where Joy climbs among the spheres Circled by her moon of tears.