The Upstairs Room (Weldon Kees Poem)
It must have been in March the rug wore through. Now the day passes and I stare At warped pine ...
It must have been in March the rug wore through. Now the day passes and I stare At warped pine ...
The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part; But the Sons of Martha favour their ...
1901 ". . . and will supply details to guard the Blood River Bridge." District Orders-Lines of Communication, South African ...
The butcher knife goes in, first, at the top And carves out the round stemmed lid, The hole of which ...
O who will give me tears? Come, all ye springs, Dwell in my head and eyes; come, clouds and rain; ...
When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut, Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? ...
when they look into his mind they find a hill town somewhat surprised they go off to their learned books ...
(i) absinthe makes the hurt grow fonder the green fairy burbles what's this 'ere when vincent (sozzled) knifes his lug ...
------ What we sing in company Soon from heart to heart will fly. ----- THE Gesellige Lieder, which I have ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
The Poles rode out from Warsaw against the German Tanks on horses. Rode knowing, in sunlight, with sabers, A magnitude ...
Love is apart from all things. Desire and excitement are nothing beside it. It is not the body that finds ...
Not like Job, calling our God not to question; but to approach his heavenly throne a boldness of the saving ...
Righteousness of the moment in the moment we believe when our faith presents itself allows our feet to move and ...
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too, Have sealed thy love which nothing should undo, Yea though thou ...
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
It had been four days of no weather as if nature had conceded its genius to the indoors. They'd closed ...
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
Mirrors are not more silent nor the creeping dawn more secretive; in the moonlight, you are that panther we catch ...
I. Dear, had the world in its caprice Deigned to proclaim ``I know you both, ``Have recognized your plighted troth, ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
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