The Bottle And The Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
So we are taking off our masks, are we, and keepingour mouths shut? as if we'd been pierced by a ...
If it has been the misery of my fate To mix too closely with the knave and fool, In these ...
Yes, I could trust, forever and a day, Thy constant heart to any worldling's wiles, Surround thy senses with the ...
Se quella ch'arma di sue grandi pennela prua della tri?re samotracevenir dee verso me che senza pacepers?vero lo sforzo mio ...
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
To Struga Festival Golden Wreath Laureates & International Bards 1986 Stand up against governments, against God. Stay irresponsible. Say only ...
I saw that the Flake was on it But plotted with Time to dispute -- "Unchanged" I urged with a ...
Candor -- my tepid friend -- Come not to play with me -- The Myrrhs, and Mochas, of the Mind ...
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
To think that Spinoza died polishing eyeglasses. That Blake got tired at a printer's shop waiting for that day's conversation ...
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
1 TO conclude-I announce what comes after me; I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the present, depart. ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1 GREAT are the myths-I too delight in them; Great are Adam and Eve-I too look back and accept them; ...
(after Spillane) Let us be aware of the true dark gods Acknowledgeing the cache of the crotch The primitive pure ...
In Tilbury Town did Old King Cole A wise old age anticipate, Desiring, with his pipe and bowl, No Khan's ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Upon the work of Walter Landor I am unfit to write with candor. If you can read it, well and ...
Out of burlap sacks, out of bearing butter, Out of black bean and wet slate bread, Out of the acids ...
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