Le Mendiant (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
C'?tait quand le printemps a reverdi les pr?s. La fille de Lycus, vierge aux cheveux dor?s, Sous les monts Ach?ens, ...
C'?tait quand le printemps a reverdi les pr?s. La fille de Lycus, vierge aux cheveux dor?s, Sous les monts Ach?ens, ...
Reynard, the Fox, was asked to a party."Come", they said, in your Sunday best,For we like good form, tho' the ...
She's the jauntiest of creatures, she's the daintiest of misses,With her pretty patent leathers or her alligator ties,With her eyes ...
WHEN I am busying about,Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,Hanging the week's wet washing outOr ironing the children's things,Sweeping and ...
O, what would you do if you came to my houseAnd found the door shut and the candles all out,With ...
Crippled for life at seventeen,His great eyes seems to question why:with both legs smashed it might have beenBetter in that ...
Edward the ConfessorSlept under the dresser.When that began to pall,He slept in the hall.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
As you plaited the harvest bow You implicated the mellowed silence in you In wheat that does not rust But ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
A precise woman with a short haircut brings order to my thoughts and my dresser drawers, moves feelings around like ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water ...
This is not a recording, circa 1998 of the Cologne Chamber Orchestra conducted by Helmut Muller-Bruhl but the orchestra themselves, ...
In the naked bed, in Plato's cave, Reflected headlights slowly slid the wall, Carpenters hammered under the shaded window, Wind ...
The poppies gleamed like bloody pools through cotton-woolly mist; The Captain kept a-lookin' at the watch upon his wrist; And ...
Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. Let the ...
This night slip, in his honor flipped inside out - of lace- edged netting - is the color of Shaka ...
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