On The Death Of A Favourite Cat, Drowned In A Tub Of Gold Fishes (Thomas Gray Poem)
'Twas on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow, Demurest of the ...
'Twas on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow, Demurest of the ...
And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty." Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her ...
The supple full body Of the beautiful butterfly Chest heaving, pulse racing Is held down/held By the claw of the ...
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
It would have starved a Gnat -- To live so small as I -- And yet I was a living ...
I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth ...
Far from Love the Heavenly Father Leads the Chosen Child, Oftener through Realm of Briar Than the Meadow mild. Oftener ...
'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed -- That dull -- benumbing time There is in Fever or Event ...
The Wind begun to rock the Grass With threatening Tunes and low -- He threw a Menace at the Earth ...
In Winter in my Room I came upon a Worm -- Pink, lank and warm -- But as he was ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of love ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Tonight the moon is a cracker, with a bite out of it floating in the night, and in a week ...
Ophelia claims we're dead and gives me back all my Frank Zappa and the Mothers albums. I nearly claw out ...
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti) My wife with the hair of a wood fire With the thoughts of ...
Plop, plop. The lobster toppled in the pot, fulfilling, dislike man, his destiny, glowing fire-red, succulent, and on the whole ...
HAD I the wyte, had I the wyte, Had I the wyte? she bade me; She watch'd me by the ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
CONTENTED wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as ...
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere. ...
See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent's eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
FOR lords or kings I dinna mourn, E'en let them die-for that they're born: But oh! prodigious to reflec'! A ...
THE LADDIES by the banks o' Nith Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a', Jamie; But he'll sair them, as ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
WHEN Guilford good our pilot stood An' did our hellim thraw, man, Ae night, at tea, began a plea, Within ...
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