A Second Review Of The Grand Army (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
THE world runs round, And the world runs well; And at heaven's bound, Weaving what the hours shall tell Of ...
Ever since ending of the summer weather.When last the thunder and the lightning broke,Shatt'ring themselves upon it at one stroke,The ...
UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeedby sharpest shafts; and no shelter availsfrom foul behest of the hellish fiend. ...
WHEN he pushed his bush of black hair off his brow:When she lifted her mop from her eyes, and screwed ...
NOT in any wise would the earls'-defen ce suffer that slaughterous stranger to live,useless deeming his days and yearsto men ...
Why do they come? What do they seekWho build but never read their GreekThe classic stillness of a poolBeleaguered in ...
IIIAs a lorn sailor clinging to the wreck, On which he starved through many a doleful day, Sees o'er the ...
O RUFF-EMBASTIONED vast Elizabeth, Bush to these bushel-bellied casks of wine, Home-growth, 'tis true, but rank as turpentine-What would we ...
I stood among the boats The sinking sun, the angry sun, Across the sullen wave Laid the sudden strength of ...
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess ...
I love to lick English the way I licked the hard round licorice sticks the Belgian nuns gave me for ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
The cruelty of P. L. Brown- (He had ten toes as good as mine) Was known to every one in ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
Along the wind-swept platform, pinched and white, The travellers stand in pools of wintry light, Offering themselves to morn's long, ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Some people find out they are Jews. They can't believe it. Thy had always hated Jews. As children they had ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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