1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
My mother, who hates thunder storms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark ...
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, Made play for her bully the Ship of the Line; So we, ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred ...
The Hag is astride, This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now ...
stylised tulips - this is what the card says and they have that nineteen-twenties' feel of those bright young things ...
i met a frog in my garden today lurking under a stone - it said there used to be a ...
THERE lived in the desert a holy man To whom a goat-footed Faun one day Paid a visit, and thus ...
THERE lived in the desert a holy man To whom a goat-footed Faun one day Paid a visit, and thus ...
Though the journey is uncertain and the path not seen, Full of obstacles, and the road not clean. ***** Most ...
There is a place of total darkness, Where wine and liquor flow; Where people that are heartbroken, Find they have ...
In the way of her mind all of eight and a half warning me of the danger lurking in front ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name; A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame; But ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in the yard, And one of them put ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift; The battle to the strong. Of ...
"Lights out" along the land, "Lights out" upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O'er peaceful towns ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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