The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
Somewhere thou awaitest, And I, with lips unkissed, Weep that thus to latest Thou puttest off our tryst! The golden ...
Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring, Than a Carol, for to sing The Birth of this our heavenly King? ...
THOUGH I waste watches framing words to fetter Some spirit to mine own in clasp and kiss, Out of the ...
I If seasons all were summers, And leaves would never fall, And hopping casement-comers Were foodless not at all, And ...
There trudges one to a merry-making With sturdy swing, On whom the rain comes down. To fetch the saving medicament ...
Whisper of his delusions an opiate of his making chilling in its measure its potential to kill to harm his ...
The wind of the day chilling the body the whole of this place wicking the heat taking it away cold ...
wind of the day chilling the body whole of this place wicking the heat taking it away cold settling in ...
Birch, still frozen early morning tears hanging, frozen in time As the disquiet, remembering events of this day, so long ...
The birch, still frozen early morning tears hanging, frozen in time Like the disquiet, the remembering events of this day, ...
Deep pools of not so still waters Dark water, ready for freezing Kept from doing so by stiff winds Harbingers ...
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
Resurgent greens and stronger hues combined within the colours in-between will spring again, the reddish brown has nearly gone and ...
Like a lone Arab, old and blind, Some caravan had left behind, Who sits beside a ruin'd well, Where the ...
The castle clock had tolled midnight: With mattock and with spade, And silent, by the torches' light, His corse in ...
When beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from last-year's ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an ...
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom ...
Alas! Beautiful Summer now hath fled, And the face of Nature doth seem dead, And the leaves are withered, and ...
I Sleep, little eyes That brim with childish tears amid thy play, Be comforted! No grief of night can weigh ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
Smiles soon abate; the boisterous throes Of anger long burst forth; Inconstantly the south-wind blows, But steadily the north. Thy ...
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