Mrs. Merdle Discourseth Of Pudding (Horatio Alger Jr Poems)
A pudding! why yes, as I live, too, it's plum; So plain, Susan makes them on purpose for me I never refuse, ...
A pudding! why yes, as I live, too, it's plum; So plain, Susan makes them on purpose for me I never refuse, ...
Suspending night with threads of light the sun with signals bold,Flashed o'er to moon his mate on high, and wondrous ...
Writingtheseodesin thisyear nineteenhundred andfifty-five,readying and tuningmy demanding, murmuring lyre,I know who I amand where my song is going.I understandthat the ...
I entered my parlor one bright summer morn,My vases with flowers, sweet flowers to adorn.In arranging the curtains, there fell ...
EARLY one day, the Muse, when eagerly bent on adornment,Follow'd a swift-running streamlet, the quietest nook by it seeking.Quickly and ...
1. North Carolina, Washington and Baltimore. 2. An auto going south, and words in a room, And outside, pink of ...
When old ADAM bit the apple, And thereafter had to grappleWith hard toil to earn ...
WHAT shouts of rejoicing were heard from our crew,When the dear sea-girt island appear'd to our view!Each arranging delighted his ...
Some one in Cairo—Cairo, if you please!—Reports that Britain is arranging Peace.There's been a meeting in the Pyrenees'.(The tale's from ...
EARLY one day, the Muse, when eagerly bent on adornment, Follow'd a swift-running streamlet, the quietest nook by it seeking. ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
She sang beyond the genius of the sea. The water never formed to mind or voice, Like a body wholly ...
He felt the entrance's green darkness wrapped cooly round him like a silken cloak that he was still accepting and ...
Blessed with a joy that only she Of all alive shall ever know, She wears a proud humility For what ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
On the stiff twig up there Hunches a wet black rook Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain. I ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
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