An Epistle To George William Curtis (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
The years go by, but they little seemLike those within our dream;The years that stood in such luring guise,Beckoning us ...
I Have heard sundry men oft times disputeOf trees, that in one year will twice bear fruit.But if a man ...
Forasmuch as the Canter's and Fanatic's LordSayeth peace and joy are by me abhorred;And would fill each Sunday with gloom ...
DEAR GOVERNOR, if my skiff might braveThe winds that lift the ocean wave,The mountain stream that loops and swervesThrough my ...
Macquarie Harbour jailers lockthe sullen gates no more.....but lash-strokes sound in every shockof ocean on the dismal rocksalong that barren ...
As I lay sleepingon Bakery HillI heard her calling:The leaves were still.Her words were warm doalsIn my dreams and me:"I ...
Strange things happened in the jail that nightWhile Paul and Silas were there.They were fastened with chainsAnd the doors were ...
(And I, I am no longer of that world) Naked, he lies in the blinded room chainsmoking, cradled by drugs, ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
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