Sunday Afternoons (Erica Jong Poem)
I sit at home at my desk alone as I used to do on many sunday afternoons when you came ...
I sit at home at my desk alone as I used to do on many sunday afternoons when you came ...
I keep my answers small and keep them near; Big questions bruised my mind but still I let Small answers ...
COME, dear old comrade, you and I Will steal an hour from days gone by, The shining days when life ...
And he said, If the Lord do not help thee, whence shall I help thee? out of the barnfloor, or ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
As if he had been poured in tar, he lies on a pillow of turf and seems to weep the ...
just as the dusk comes hooting down through the shivering black leaves of the swinging trees we (the brave ones ...
Maybe even clay jars is too refined maybe the words of scripture holy treasure in earthen vessels made of the ...
The snap of the apple fresh-picked from the orchard the juices, sticky, drizzling down in my beard the bumblebees humming ...
Christian lives, bearing witness love of the creator, the love of the son the covenant they offered, the grace they ...
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
If tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope ...
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside ...
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
O quam te memorem virgo... STAND on the highest pavement of the stair- Lean on a garden urn- Weave, weave ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
I never said I would, I only said I could do what you wished, the subtle difference should have raised ...
She scrawled soft words in soap: "Never Forget," Dove-white on her car's window, and the wren, because her heart is ...
O muse of my heart, lover of palaces, Will you bring, when January lets loose its sleet And its black ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
WAE is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e; Lang, lang has Joy been a stranger to me: Forsaken ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
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