Bivouac: Chapter 1 (Aleksandr Tvardovskii Poems)
He had a genius, some old chap:Found a way of boilingSoup with never a pill or slopWhile the kitchen's rolling.First, ...
He had a genius, some old chap:Found a way of boilingSoup with never a pill or slopWhile the kitchen's rolling.First, ...
'E wears perjarmer soots an' cleans 'is teeth, That's wot I reads. It fairly knocked me flat,"Me soljer cobber, be ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
Whether with me, or without me, my dearest one, you will still grow, With my help or without my help, ...
"The NewsTHE NEWS! our morning, noon, evening cry, Day unto day repeats it till we die. For this the cit, ...
But may a Rural Pen try to set forthSuch a Great Fathers Ancient Grace and worthI undertake a no less ...
FULL many a flag the breeze has kissed;Through ages long the morning sun Has risen over the early mistThe flags ...
The yellow gas is fired from street to streetpast rows of heartless homes and hearths unlit,dead churches, and the unending ...
When he makes love to the young girlwhat does the middle-aged long-married man say to himself and the girl? - ...
O a' the ills that come to swall a wearit mither's grief,The warst is when her laddie winna tak' his ...
Enough to nature and to grief is paid,Indulge no more these unavailing tears;Not all your comforts in the grave are ...
My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range,Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills.At green Spring he lies ...
"The House Surgeon"--Actions and Reactions 2 Samuel XIV. 14. If Thought can reach to Heaven, On Heaven let it dwell, ...
My Valentine isn't always nice and sweet, Some of those qualities she doesn't always meet; She spends all day raising ...
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
The sea is never still. It pounds on the shore Restless as a young heart, Hunting. The sea speaks And ...
My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range, Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills. At green Spring ...
Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that ...
I like walking on streets as black and wet as this one now, at two in the solemnly musical morning, ...
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