The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
"Lights out" along the land, "Lights out" upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O'er peaceful towns ...
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
There were not many at that lonely place, Where two scourged hills met in a little plain. The wind cried ...
It was the first gift he ever gave her, buying it for five five francs in the Galeries in pre-war ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard; It is the hour -- when ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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 ...
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. The walls and towers are warmed and gleam. Sounds go ...
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