Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
The strength of twice three thousand horse That seeks the single goal; The line that holds the rending course, The ...
"You must choose between me and your cigar." -- BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885. Open the old cigar-box, get ...
Between two nights the brief day. The farm is there. And in the thicket, a snare the hunter set for ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
O thou, the wonder of all days! O paragon, and pearl of praise! O Virgin-martyr, ever blest Above the rest ...
Come, sit we under yonder tree, Where merry as the maids we'll be; And as on primroses we sit, We'll ...
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers. I sing of May-poles, ...
I wayed by star and planet shine Towards the dear one's home At Kingsbere, there to make her mine When ...
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally ...
What does the horse give you That I cannot give you? I watch you when you are alone, When you ...
Spring Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls, For the snow is water, and Life is alive from ...
(ALASKAN BALLAD) The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away-- "Fairest of all fair brides," he ...
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally ...
Dominion lasts until obtained -- Possession just as long -- But these -- endowing as they flit Eternally belong. How ...
"Morning" -- means "Milking" -- to the Farmer -- Dawn -- to the Teneriffe -- Dice -- to the Maid ...
They haven't got no noses, The fallen sons of Eve; Even the smell of roses Is not what they supposes; ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
Love, light for me Thy ruddiest blazing torch, That I, albeit a beggar by the Porch Of the glad Palace ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Through frost-thick weather This witch sidles, fingers crooked, as if Caught in a hazardous medium that might Merely by its ...
Needle, needle, dip and dart, Thrusting up and down, Where's the man could ease a heart Like a satin gown? ...
And then went down to the ship, Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and We set up ...
I MUSE among these silent fanes Whose spacious darkness guards your dust; Around me sleep the hoary plains That hold ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
She was taught desire in the street, Not at the angels' feet. By the good no word was said Of ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
Dear Mother-Earth Of Titan birth, Yon hills are your large breasts, and often I Have climbed to their top-nipples, fain ...
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