Portrait of a Baby (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon ...
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon ...
Stillness-- the cicada's cry drills into the rocks. (Matsuo Basho)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I'm scared a lonely. Never see my son, easy be not to see anyone, combers out to sea know they're ...
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where--by ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
GUID speed and furder to you, Johnie, Guid health, hale han's, an' weather bonie; Now, when ye're nickin down fu' ...
Chorus-Bannocks o' bear meal, Bannocks o' barley, Here's to the Highlandman's Bannocks o' barley! WHA, in a brulyie, will First ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
All or Nothing The final race. the final decision All disgrace or fortune all Either I fall or I stand ...
I heard an echo in a hollow place. No sound of blowing wind or drifting sand, some ancient voice was ...
at seventeen was i, so old so young. and it was there i first met war. i saw their broken ...
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs, The yellow lights went ...
I live, I die, I burn, I drown I endure at once chill and cold Life is at once too ...
A man doesn't have time in his life to have time for everything. He doesn't have seasons enough to have ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
WHAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? My joy, my pride, my Hoggie! My only beast, I had nae ...
O THAT I had ne'er been married, I wad never had nae care, Now I've gotten wife an' weans, An' ...
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...
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