narrow - Popular Poems and stories from category

Her mind lives in a quiet room,
A narrow room, and tall,
With pretty lamps to quench the gloom And mottoes on the wall
There all the things are waxen neat And set in decorous lines;

Behind this
Now buried in deep grassA different generation will
The Festival of Dolls

What thousands never knew the road
What thousands hate it when 'tis known
None but the chosen tribes of God Will seek or choose it for their own
A thousand ways in ruin end,

A narrow fellow in the
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him,—did you not,
His notice sudden is

Believe not those who
The upward path is smooth,
Lest thou shouldst stumble in the way,
And faint before the truth