Browning Decides To Be A Poet (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
in these red labyrinths of London I find that I have chosen the strangest of all callings, save that, in ...
in these red labyrinths of London I find that I have chosen the strangest of all callings, save that, in ...
WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . Draw three cards, and lay them down, Rest ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
What should we have taken with us? We never could decide on that; or what to wear, or at what ...
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