Romance Son?mbulo (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
The old woman made mint Candy for the children Who'd bolt through her front door, Silhouettes of the great blue ...
Army Reform-.After Boer war "The Army of a Dream"-Traffics and Discoveries. Know this, my brethren, Heaven is clear And all ...
I planted my grief in freshly turned earth A tree grows there now You should see the size of it ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
Leave me, my blamer, For the sake of the love Which unites your soul with That of your beloved one; ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
I was the slightest in the House -- I took the smallest Room -- At night, my little Lamp, and ...
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too late. Tell me, O ...
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 ...
I knew her for a little ghost That in my garden walked; The wall is high-higher than most- And the ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
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