Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights. The starless silence, fleeing from ...
I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:-- Timor Mortis conturbat ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
The glory of ships is an old, old song, since the days when the sea-rovers ran In their open boats ...
The heavenly hills of Holland,-- How wondrously they rise Above the smooth green pastures Into the azure skies! With blue ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
Tho' my destiny be Fustian -- Hers be damask fine -- Tho' she wear a silver apron -- I, a ...
"ROWSES, Rowses! Penny a bunch!" they tell you-- Slattern girls in Trafalgar, eager to sell you. Roses, roses, red in ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
O WHEN she cam' ben she bobbed fu' law, O when she cam' ben she bobbed fu' law, And when ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
'Tis not too late to build our young land right, Cleaner than Holland, courtlier than Japan, Devout like early Rome, ...
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