A Make-Believe (George MacDonald Poems)
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
THE night was thick and hazy When the 'Piccadilly Daisy' Carried down the crew and captain in the ...
I was thinking of a son. The womb is not a clock nor a bell tolling, but in the eleventh ...
Underneath their eider-robeRusset swede and golden globe,Feathered carrot, burrowing deep,Steadfast wait in charmed sleep;Treasure-houses wherein lie,Locked by angels' alchemy,Milk and ...
To-day I thinkOnly with scents, - scents dead leaves yield,And bracken, and wild carrot's seed,And the square mustard field;Odours that ...
Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merely contemptible, the dangled Carrot the ass follows to market or ...
On the first night of the full moon, the primeval sack of ocean broke, & I gave birth to you ...
I hope my good old asshole holds out 60 years it's been mostly OK Tho in Bolivia a fissure operation ...
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swiftewd greyhound follow, Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard ...
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
I never loved a dear Gazelle-- Nor anything that cost me much: High prices profit those who sell, But why ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
'Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself ...
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
Oh if it were not for my wife And family increase, How gladly would I close my life In monastery ...
I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE, there are flavors in my freezer you have never seen ...
The artichoke With a tender heart Dressed up like a warrior, Standing at attention, it built A small helmet Under ...
The artichoke of delicate heart erect in its battle-dress, builds its minimal cupola; keeps stark in its scallop of scales. ...
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...
The stone says "Coors" The gay carpet says "Camels" Spears of dried grass The little sticks the children gathered The ...
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