Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Hard light bathed them-a whole nation of eyeless men, Dark bipeds not aware how they were maimed. A long Process, ...
I caught rumours of some internal hearing then you appeared with tears squeezing your eyes, hands scrunched up like a ...
I found me in a great surging space, At either end a door, And I said: "What is this giddying ...
the man and the horse and the crocodile lay down on the couch together the man said this isn't going ...
i met a frog in my garden today lurking under a stone - it said there used to be a ...
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
A DEMON, blacker in his skin than heart, So great a charm was prompted to impart; To one in love, ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
TWO lawyers to their cause so well adhered, A country justice quite confused appeared, By them the facts were rendered ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories -- although Himself had not complained. Biography ...
What's in a song John (or is it 'Knuckles'), what's in a song about an unemployed, suicidal bum, caught in ...
The young poet Evmenis complained one day to Theocritus: "I've been writing for two years now and I've composed only ...
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
Today I smiled, and all at once things didn't look so bad. Today I shared with someone else, a bit ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
Through the pungent hours of the afternoon, On the autumn slopes we have lightly wandered Where the sunshine lay in ...
Kind Christians, pray list to me, And I'll relate a sad story, Concerning a little blind girl, only nine years ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
She loved me. Oh! how she loved me! I never had a chance to escape From the day she first ...
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
Frowning, the owl in the oak complained him Sore, that the song of the robin restrained him Wrongly of slumber, ...
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