The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady! Watch for a smooth! Give way! If she feels the lop already She'll stand ...
"These were never your true love's eyes. Why do you feign that you love them? You that broke from their ...
Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel; ...
One silent night of late, When every creature rested, Came one unto my gate, And knocking, me molested. Who's that, ...
PRONE, on my couch I calmly slept Against my wont. A little child Awoke me as he gently crept And ...
I've known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted ax behind me. But that was in the ...
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
It was a brave day under an endlessly clear sky that extended forever from our valley to the unfathomably distant ...
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's table, ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
Forever fair, forever calm and bright, Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice-- Moons ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
The earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over The edge of the blue, and the ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
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