The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Goldbrown upon the sated flood The rockvine clusters lift and sway; Vast wings above the lambent waters brood Of sullen ...
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis, And thank you very kindly for this visit-- Especially now when all ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
If all the trees in all the woods were men; And each and every blade of grass a pen; If ...
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul sledges of cordwood ...
The nights have grown cool again, like the nights Of early spring, and quiet again. Will Speech disturb you? We're ...
The pure color, shining back at me set against the yellow center purple blue asters the urgent, erect petals swaying ...
The Spirit, the fire the power of God descending the Roar of that wind bringing fear to their hearts God ...
Like a hurricane, coming straight for them a thundering rush of wind, piercing the night so was the entrance of ...
Clustered in the branches not individuals, not the branches, not the fruits, clusters, a bunch of grapes not a single ...
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
They were clustered together standing apart the ones who were there on the scene not by choice the ones who ...
Counting down to two years, moments of memories of the start of our lives anew our start of our dating, ...
A space in the dark untrammeled woods Off the path Under the watch of maples and birch A bed of ...
Pan came out of the woods one day,-- His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray, The gray ...
O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, Should waste ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
Why is this age worse than earlier ages? In a stupor of grief and dread have we not fingered the ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
I lay beneath the pine trees, And looked aloft, where, through The dusky, clustered tree-tops, Gleamed rent, gay rifts of ...
The pine-trees bend to listen to the autumn wind as it mutters Something which sets the black poplars ashake with ...
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