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 ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves, Screen ...
Each afternoon in Granada, each afternoon, a child dies. Each afternoon the water sits down and chats with its companions. ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
I. HEre take no Care, take here no Care, my Muse, Nor ought of Art or Labour use: But let ...
He was six foot four, and forty-six and even colder than he thought he was James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks ...
How grave thou loookest, loved one! wherefore so? Thy marble image seems a type of thee; Like it, no sign ...
I KNOW not, wherefore, dearest love, Thou often art so strange and coy When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move, ...
WITHIN the chamber, far away From the glad feast, sits Love in dread Lest guests disturb, in wanton play, The ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
In former times such as had store of coin, In wars at home, or when for conquests bound, For fear ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
O SING unto my roundelay, O drop the briny tear with me; Dance no more at holyday, Like a running ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Nature, when she made thee, dear, Begged the treasures of the year. For thy cheeks, all pink and white, Spring ...
Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell; ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
When coldness wraps this suffering clay, Ah! whither strays the immortal mind? It cannot die, it cannot stay, But leaves ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
A smile fell in the grass. Irretrievable! And how will your night dances Lose themselves. In mathematics? Such pure leaps ...
As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, ...
You are over there, Father Malloy, Where holy ground is, and the cross marks every grave, Not here with us ...
Silvia, do you remember the moments, in your mortal life, when beauty still shone in your sidelong, laughing eyes, and ...
A vine from noblest lineage sprung And with the choicest clusters hung, In purple rob'd, reclining lay, And catch'd the ...
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