Well Water (Randall Jarrell Poem)
What a girl called "the dailiness of life" (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying, "Since you're up . . ...
What a girl called "the dailiness of life" (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying, "Since you're up . . ...
Do not look for the stones in water above the mud, the boat is gone. No longer with nets and ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
"The quay recedes. Hurrah! Ahead we go! . . . It's true I've been accustomed now to home, And joints ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
A cascade, a crescendo a waterfall a torrent daggers of ice, hanging from the rusty fire escape, menacing, hanging frozen ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke, I used to fish in pickerel ponds for ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
Though giant rains put out the sun, Here stand I for a sign. Though earth be filled with waters dark, ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
WILLIE WASTLE dwalt on Tweed, The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie; Willie was a wabster gude, Could stown a clue ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
Here the white-ray'd anemone is born, Wood-sorrel, and the varnish'd buttercup; And primrose in its purfled green swathed up, Pallid ...
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by ...
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours, Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors; Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar, ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
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