The Executor (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
In sleep when an old man's body is no longer aware of his boundaries, and lies flattened by gravity like ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Nothing grows except the grass. Nothing leaps into sight except some stone and what the stone contains and protects. Here, ...
As cats bring their smiling mouse-kills and hypnotised birds, slinking home under the light of a summer's morning to offer ...
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
We waited commonly for sleep or even death. The instances were wearisome as ages. But suddenly the wind's refreshing breath ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The wind was rough which tore That leaf from its parent tree The fate was cruel which bore The withering ...
Far, far away is mirth withdrawn 'Tis three long hours before the morn And I watch lonely, drearily - So ...
Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's ...
He wakes, who never thought to wake again, Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes Slowly, to one ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Grief is fatiguing. He is out of it, the whole humiliating Human round, out of this & that. He made ...
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
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