The perfect cup (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
III. For the Creche Form 8277059, Sub-Section K I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I ...
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
The poplars are felled, farewell to the shade And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade: The winds play no ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep ...
Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humor Number 1 I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, And each damp thing that ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
The frog half fearful jumps across the path, And little mouse that leaves its hole at eve Nimbles with timid ...
I knew that James Whistler was part of the Paris scene, but I was still surprised when I found the ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Beautiful landscape! I could look on thee For hours,--unmindful of the storm and strife, And mingled murmurs of tumultuous life. ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
The gas was on in the Institute, The flare was up in the gym, A man was running a mineral ...
This hideous, upholstered in gift-wrap fabric, chromed in places, design possibility for the future canned ham. Its genius wonderful, circa ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced. The priest is wondering what he said in his sermon eight weeks ago ...
Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing lights Of heart and eye. They stood on supreme heights. Ah, the delirious weeks ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
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