1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
Dim dawn behind the tamerisks -- the sky is saffron-yellow -- As the women in the village grind the corn, ...
Along the Woodford road there comes a noise Of wheels, and Mr. Rounding's neat post-chaise Struggles along, drawn by a ...
Crossing the frontier they were stopped in time, Told, quite politely, they would have to wait: Passports in order, nothing ...
And your sunny years with a gracious wife Have brought you a daughter dear. "I watched her to-day; a more ...
WEAVE the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge enough The characters ...
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
It doesn't matter what's the cause, What wrong they say we're righting, A curse for treaties, bonds and laws, When ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
When forests walked and fishes flew And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood, Then, surely, ...
Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppress?d race! I love the languid patience of thy ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
Cocooned in Time, at this inhuman height, The packaged food tastes neutrally of clay, We never seem to catch the ...
Whenas-(I love that "whenas" word- It shows I am a poet, too,) Q. Horace Flaccus gaily stirred The welkin with ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv'ry Tay! Alas! I am very sorry to say That ninety lives have been taken ...
Thistle and darnell and dock grew there, And a bush, in the corner, of may, On the orchard wall I ...
If I were Lord of Tartary, Myself, and me alone, My bed should be of ivory, Of beaten gold my ...
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