The Song Of The Nightingale (Jaroslav Seifert Poems)
I am a hunter of sounds and a collectorof tape recordings.I listen to huntsmen sounding their morton very short waves.Let ...
I am a hunter of sounds and a collectorof tape recordings.I listen to huntsmen sounding their morton very short waves.Let ...
The starling in the ivy now, For to amuse his dear,Mimics the dog, the cat, the cow, Blackbird and Chanticleer.The starling's an ...
(PRESIDIO DE SAN FRANCISCO, 1800)ILooking seaward, o'er the sand-hills stands the fortress, old and quaint,By the San Francisco friars lifted ...
I came to the churchyard where pretty Joy lies On a morning in April, a rare sunny ...
When the pale leaves descend From the high crowns of trees And the cold airs ascend To fill the wandering ...
The flower of the Alps told the seashell: "You're shining" The seashell told the sea: "You echo" The sea told ...
He finished the painting yesterday noon. Now he studies it in detail. He has painted him in a gray unbuttoned ...
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
"Remember, you loved me, when we were young, one day" The words of the song in Tauber's mellifluous tenor Haunt ...
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