Pau-Puk-Keewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The old woman across the way is whipping the boy again and shouting to the neighborhood her goodness and his ...
Weak but alive dying yet still alive huge eyes round like golf balls white as bones Bony framed fleshless Pus ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
The first-class brains of a senior civil servant Shiver and shatter and fall As the steering column of his comfortable ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. "Samuel, raise thy buried head! "King, behold the ...
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. 'Samuel, raise thy buried head! King, behold the ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
To be a bony feed Sourdough You must, by Yukon Law, Have killed a moose, And robbed a sluice, AND ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
After the whey-faced anonymity Of river-gums and scribbly-gums and bush, After the rubbing and the hit of brush, You come ...
YOUR bony head, Jazbo, O dock walloper, Those grappling hooks, those wheelbarrow handlers, The dome and the wings of you, ...
THERE is a wolf in me . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . a red tongue for raw meat . ...
On the long shore, lit by the moon To show them properly alone, Two lovers suddenly embraced So that their ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Together in this grave lie Benjamin Painter, attorney at law, And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend. Down ...
Thistle and darnell and dock grew there, And a bush, in the corner, of may, On the orchard wall I ...
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