Heartsease And Rue: Friendship (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
18th March celebrates the birth of a fine poet and soldier Wilfred OwenMarch 18th celebrates the birthday of a man. ...
The gates clanged and they walked you into jailMore tense than felons but relieved to findThe hostile world shut out, ...
One night I held all Europe in my armsAnd all the East, Asia and Africa.Limbs were their armies, those easy ...
Dear friend, dear brother, I have owed you thisSince many days, the tribute of a song.Shall I cheat you who ...
Ow! Wow! Wow!(Funeral note sustained by flutes, suggesting a long-bodied, short-legged, large-headed dog in anguish.)Ow! Wow!We are the people who ...
I'm Professor McCann; I'm the memory man.I've a memory no-one would suspect.I remember things you've all forgottenAnd remember what I ...
Within the Jersey City shedThe engine coughs and shakes its head,The smoke, a plume of red and white,Waves madly in ...
Bavaria, 1946The clairvoyante, a major general's wife, The secretaries' sibyl, read the letters They brought her from their GI soldier-lovers, ...
There isn't any business, wailed the sad and gloomy man; "I haven't made a dollar since the armistice began." But ...
(For Edward J. Wheeler) Within the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head, The smoke, a plume ...
I ate pancakes one night in a Pancake House Run by a lady my age. She was gay. When I ...
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
A week before the Armistice, you died. They did not keep your heart like Livingstone's, then plant your bones near ...
Don't jeer because we celebrate Armistice Day, Though thirty years of sorry fate Have passed away. Though still we gaurd ...
Dames should be doomed to dungeons Who masticate raw onions. She was the cuddly kind of Miss A man can ...
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
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