Without Freedom Still (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We gathered, took time off, pondered our freedom, on the anniversary our Declaration of Independence when we dissolved the political ...
We gathered, took time off, pondered our freedom, on the anniversary our Declaration of Independence when we dissolved the political ...
They stand on guard once more in harm's way in hostile lands answering the nation's call on point in the ...
at the wonder of creation of the fingers of her hand of the laugh in her smile bubbles in the ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
TWELVE o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve the floors of ...
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
if you believe nothing is always what's left after a while, as I did, If you believe you have this ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
I The other night I had a dream, most clear And comforting, complete In every line, a crystal sphere, And ...
When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go, Though it be but an ...
At the round earth's imagined corners blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, ...
The Wind took up the Northern Things And piled them in the south -- Then gave the East unto the ...
It was given to me by the Gods -- When I was a little Girl -- They given us Presents ...
My Life had stood -- a Loaded Gun -- In Corners -- till a Day The Owner passed -- identified ...
Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing. One can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, ...
Draw a line. Write a line. There. Stay in line, hold the line, a glance between the lines is fine ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
America, you ode for reality! Give back the people you took. Let the sun shine again on the four corners ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
What scene would I want to be enveloped in more than this one, an ordinary night at the kitchen table, ...
It is that perennial immateriality dwelling between living and dying crouched in the corners and grappling by the hinges only ...
A hotel in whose ledgers departures are more prominent than arrivals. With wet Koh-i-noors the October rain strokes what's left ...
When she sleeps, her soul, I know, Goes a wanderer on the air, Wings where I may never go, Leaves ...
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
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