The Grocery (Amy Lowell Poem)
"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your ...
"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your ...
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in ...
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in ...
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in ...
Now mind is clear as a cloudless sky. Time then to make a home in wilderness. What have I done ...
HLF, August 8, 1918-August 22, 1997 "Bequeath us to no earthly shore until Is answered in the vortex of our ...
These houres, and that which hovers o're my End, Into thy hands, and hart, lord, I commend. Take Both to ...
SLEEP'ST thou, or wak'st thou, fairest creature? Rosy morn now lifts his eye, Numbering ilka bud which Nature Waters wi' ...
THE FIRST BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE Contayning THE LEGENDE OF THE KNIGHT OF THE RED CROSSE, OR OF HOLINESSEProemi ...
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay, My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits beholding me that all the ...
MY loue is lyke to yse, and I to fyre; how comes it then that this her cold so great ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
LOng languishing in double malady, of my harts wound and of my bodies greife: there came to me a leach ...
THERE is something terrible about a hurdy-gurdy, a gipsy man and woman, and a monkey in red flannel all stopping ...
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
Ye sons of Great Britain, come join with me, And sing in praise of Sir Garnet Wolseley; Sound drums and ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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