Hora Stellatrix (Amy Lowell Poem)
The stars hang thick in the apple tree, The south wind smells of the pungent sea, Gold tulip cups are ...
The stars hang thick in the apple tree, The south wind smells of the pungent sea, Gold tulip cups are ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
Wild little bird, who chose thee for a sign To put upon the cover of this book? Who heard thee ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Bath The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The ...
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
The ripe apples snapping in my mouth the fresh juice tart to the taste hungry for the sharp cheddar pungent ...
The perfume, the nard broken and poured on him her tears, her hair washing it over his skin the fragrance ...
The smell of the oils the nard, fragrant the scent rising filling the room Pungent, reminding the purpose of embalming ...
The subtle, profound, the pungent, sweet, soft, loud, ornate naming a fragrance, of the variations of lilac scents the soft ...
Sweet maple syrup, bitter radish, salad greens Tart lemon, juicy fruits Sour rhubarb, creamy sauces Raw meat, flaky fish rich ...
How much could the split oil have bought how many lives would it have touched how wasteful it must have ...
Sweat and avarice Were pungent under The cloud of dust From the pit Arms beat in the air Voices raised ...
Appetites Gross and small Smell, taste, Slide and catch Union Pungent passion Urges Awareness (Raymond A. Foss)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
The pungent atom in the Air Admits of no debate -- All that is named of Summer Days Relinquished our ...
Surprise is like a thrilling -- pungent -- Upon a tasteless meat Alone -- too acrid -- but combined An ...
No Brigadier throughout the Year So civic as the Jay -- A Neighbor and a Warrior too With shrill felicity ...
Experiment escorts us last -- His pungent company Will not allow an Axiom An Opportunity (Emily Dickinson)
In ash-fine silt that spread like sand after the flood and before the wild weeds claimed the old stream bed; ...
They talked to me again today, they spoke in gentle tones and said the things I ought to hear then ...
I am having a haircut today, it is not a complex event requiring excellent foresight, careful planning or indecent logistical ...
All the dull hollow clamor has died and what was contained, removed, reproved adulation or sentiment, left with the pungent ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Through the pungent hours of the afternoon, On the autumn slopes we have lightly wandered Where the sunshine lay in ...
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