Breitmann’s Going To Church (Charles Godfrey Leland Poems)
D'VAS near de state of Nashfille, In de town of Tennessee, Der Breitmann vonce vas quarderd Mit all his cavallrie. ...
D'VAS near de state of Nashfille, In de town of Tennessee, Der Breitmann vonce vas quarderd Mit all his cavallrie. ...
1 The autumn shade is thin. Grey leaves lie faint Where they will lie, and, where the thick green was, ...
DER SCHWACKENHAMMER coom to down, Pefore de Fall vas past, Und by der Breitmann drawed he in Ash dreimals honored ...
Hello everybody, hell-frightfully-ho, Just tune your radios all in; I am the gent with the Oxford accentBBC Home Service calling.I'm ...
If you stand where I stand— In my boudoir— (don't mind my shaving— I can't afford a barber)— you can ...
What are the wild waves saying now that their lengths are changed?In a manner most dismaying are the stations now ...
Our lives are hid; our trails are strange;We're scattered through the WestIn canyon cool, on blistered rangeOr windy mountain crest.Wherever ...
Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in whiteThe ...
I'm mad about music,As mad as can be;There's no one much madderOn music than me.I'm nuts about Chopin,I'm crackers on ...
You are not beaten. The simple music rises up, children's voices in the air, sound floating out across the land ...
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you-- Then, it ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
My stepdaughter and I circle round and round. You see, I like the music loud, the speakers throbbing, jam-packing the ...
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I ...
This is not a recording, circa 1998 of the Cologne Chamber Orchestra conducted by Helmut Muller-Bruhl but the orchestra themselves, ...
for Daniel Weissbort Some poems meant only for my eyes About a grief I can't let go But I want ...
I You buy my freedom with your love. With every book you catalogue or stamp My imagination hacks a strand ...
I have remembered beauty in the night, Against black silences I waked to see A shower of sunlight over Italy ...
I From you, Beethoven, Bach, Mozart, The substance of my dreams took fire. You built cathedrals in my heart, And ...
Bix to Buxtehude to Boulez, The little white dog on the Victor label Listens long and hard as he is ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
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