White and Green (Amy Lowell Poem)
Hey! My daffodil-crowned, Slim and without sandals! As the sudden spurt of flame upon darkness So my eyeballs are startled ...
Hey! My daffodil-crowned, Slim and without sandals! As the sudden spurt of flame upon darkness So my eyeballs are startled ...
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
His body toned, thin like a runner short, tank top good running shoes coming toward me through the village passing ...
Scampering on the bar the rail at the top of the chain-link fence how agile seemed the runner the beam ...
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, 'I will turn back from here. No, ...
(To hear us talk) The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Throws down in front of us is ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
It was a storefront for a small-time numbers runner, pretending to be some sort of grocery. Coffeemakers and Bustello cans ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
THE BABY moon, a canoe, a silver papoose canoe, sails and sails in the Indian west. A ring of silver ...
I A HAPPY MAN (Carphyllides) When these graven lines you see, Traveler, do not pity me; Though I be among ...
Parliament's a stage, And all the Politicians merely players! They have their exits and entrances, And Wise doth in his ...
The artichoke of delicate heart erect in its battle-dress, builds its minimal cupola; keeps stark in its scallop of scales. ...
'Ye have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead: ...
O Merlin in your crystal cave Deep in the diamond of the day, Will there ever be a singer Whose ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
No, I will go alone. I will come back when it's over. Yes, of course I love you. No, it ...
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