February: The Boy Breughel (Norman Dubie Poem)
The birches stand in their beggar's row: Each poor tree Has had its wrists nearly Torn from the clear sleeves ...
The birches stand in their beggar's row: Each poor tree Has had its wrists nearly Torn from the clear sleeves ...
Indeed this is the sweet life! my hand Is under no proud man's command; There is no voice to break ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
If I have erred in showing all my heart, And lost your favour by a lack of pride; If standing ...
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
I am unable, yonder beggar cries, To stand, or move; if he say true, he lies. (John Donne)
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee -- When a Lover is an Owner Different is he ...
These are the Signs to Nature's Inns -- Her invitation broad To Whosoever famishing To taste her mystic Bread -- ...
The Bone that has no Marrow, What Ultimate for that? It is not fit for Table For Beggar or for ...
The Beggar Lad -- dies early -- It's Somewhat in the Cold -- And Somewhat in the Trudging feet -- ...
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied ...
That short -- potential stir That each can make but once -- That Bustle so illustrious 'Tis almost Consequence -- ...
Talk with prudence to a Beggar Of "Potose," and the mines! Reverently, to the Hungry Of your viands, and your ...
Sweet -- You forgot -- but I remembered Every time -- for Two -- So that the Sum be never ...
Some -- Work for Immortality -- The Chiefer part, for Time -- He -- Compensates -- immediately -- The former ...
Of Brussels -- it was not -- Of Kidderminster? Nay -- The Winds did buy it of the Woods -- ...
Not any higher stands the Grave For Heroes than for Men -- Not any nearer for the Child Than numb ...
Most she touched me by her muteness -- Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure ...
I gained it so -- By Climbing slow -- By Catching at the Twigs that grow Between the Bliss -- ...
If I could bribe them by a Rose I'd bring them every flower that grows From Amherst to Cashmere! I ...
As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread -- As brooks in ...
I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod. Twice have I stood a beggar Before ...
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
Do I really love you? So let me guess, you'll think I'm easy prey if I say, okay I do ...
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
His master taken from his head, Elisha saw him go; And in desponding accents said, "Ah, what must Israel do?" ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
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