The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
1911 When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio playing to bare walls, picture hooks left stranded in the unsoiled ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
two old lazy crocodiles are basking by the water they get round to talk about the macdonalds' daughter gemini gemini ...
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily, ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
Ready to share to offer them Christ the reason for my hope the love I feel inside God's mercy boundless ...
Rushing from our watching in the fields by night watching over the sheep on the mountainside Going quickly, rushing to ...
The spray of the water splashing in the air crossing the wake, the wave other boats on the water Sitting ...
The three men of the family poised to cross the street ready to drop off the big brother at first ...
He seemed so complacent in the hot August sun on the barrier islands not moving at all basking in the ...
My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For ...
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
When I am safely laid away, Out of work and out of play, Sheltered by the kindly ground From the ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Greenland's icy mountains are fascinating and grand, And wondrously created by the Almighty's command; And the works of the Almighty ...
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