Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
The cloakroom pegs are empty now, And locked the classroom door, The hollow desks are lined with dust, And slow ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
L'eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des ...
The lessons of scripture sometimes a bit confusing the teaching in community making the word plain The congregation, the small ...
In groups large, small, to share a few hours, a few dollars to walk, as they must, for food, for ...
We gather, in groups large and small, to share a few hours, a few dollars to walk, as they must, ...
At this time of year, remembering, sharing, caring for those less fortunate spending time with family Reflecting here, before advent ...
It has been said that history isn't written by who was in the right; but by who was left, after ...
Words of heart and hope shared and pondered as brothers and sisters in praise and prayer tonight Our church owning ...
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day's Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School. (Emily ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple tree And wore them all that evening in my hair: Then in due ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
A sad tale of the sea I will relate, which will your hearts appal Concerning the burning of the steamship ...
Twas in the year of 1842 and on the 27th of May That six Companies of the 91st Regiment with ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Just a rainy day or two In a windy tower, That was all I had of you- Saving half an ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
19 years old and going nowhere, I got a ride to Bessemer and walked the night road toward Birmingham passing ...
1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan ...
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