A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Before me lies a mass of shapeless days, Unseparated atoms, and I must Sort them apart and live them. Sifted ...
I am poor and old and blind; The sun burns me, and the wind Blows through the city gate And ...
et plus profonde, ou l'interet et l'avarice parlent moins haut que la raison, dans les instants de chagrin domestique, de ...
L'eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des ...
There's just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the ...
About suffering, about adoration, the old masters Disagree. When someone suffers, no one else eats Or walks or opens the ...
Robin and his merry men : Lived just like the birds; They had almost as many tracks as thoughts, : ...
Robin Hood is an outlaw bold Under the greenwood tree; Bird, nor stag, nor morning air Is more at large ...
A precipice, a cliff, critical decision point, without a plan, a road map assurances, guarantee Needing to go beyond the ...
Not a Gorton's Fisherman, no he doesn't have the hands, the weathered brow, the smell of fish, or the sound ...
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
SICK, Alice grown, and fearing dire event, Some friend advised a servant should be sent Her confessor to bring and ...
I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:-- Timor Mortis conturbat ...
One dreary September day Emperor Manuel Komninos felt his death was near. The court astrologers -bribed, of course- went on ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
I am watching them churn the last milk they'll ever get from me. They are waiting for me to die; ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
This is not bad -- ambling along 44th Street with Sonny Rollins for company, his music flowing through the soft ...
A monk sips morning tea, it's quiet, the chrysanthemum's flowering. (Matsuo Basho)
On the great walls of ancient cloisters were nailed Murals displaying Truth the saint, Whose effect, reheating the pious entrails ...
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
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