The Old-Fashioned Garden (John Russell Hayes Poems)
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
It is hard to get a balanced view of Tupac Amaru Shakur (or Lesane Parish Crooks as he was known as a ...
Soft lays, that dwell on lips and eyes. Long since with me have had their day; At fifty, hearts grow cold or ...
Mary, never on these pagesLet there be a single line,Be it beau's, or bard's, or sage's,That shall aught unholy speak,Or ...
don't ever get the idea I am a poet; you can see me at the racetrack any day half drunk ...
Les morts C'est sous terre; ?a n'en sort Gu?re. LAFORGUE Our diaries squatted, toad-like, ...
Shiny record albums scattered over the living room floor, reflecting light from the lamp, sharp reflections that hurt my eyes ...
Maybe those who believe A piece of your soul Is stolen with each photograph taken Are right Reflecting back over ...
By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven -- So martyrs albums ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Ophelia claims we're dead and gives me back all my Frank Zappa and the Mothers albums. I nearly claw out ...
My worldly wealth I hoard in albums three, My life collection of rare postage stamps; My room is cold and ...
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