A Tale of Starvation (Amy Lowell Poem)
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
O woe is me for the merry life I led beyond the Bar, And a treble woe for my winsome ...
Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
That night your great guns, unawares, Shook all our coffins as we lay, And broke the chancel window-squares, We thought ...
yesterday the man was pleased the sun sat in the tree and all upon the land held to the harmony ...
The following is based on true events: (Part One) 493 guests were watching people searching their Gmail flirting in chats, ...
In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai-shek's army ran away They were waiting there in ...
Those who have touched it or been touched by it Or brushed by something that the vine has brushed, Or ...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think ...
for Allen Here, on the farthest point of the peninsula The winter storm Off the Atlantic shook the schoolhouse. Mrs. ...
And this reft house is that the which he built, Lamented Jack ! And here his malt he pil'd, Cautious ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
Simon Zelotes speaking after the Crucifixion. Fere=Mate, Companion. Ha' we lost the goodliest fere o' all For the priests and ...
Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear The warning whirr and burring of the bird Who wakes with ...
This is a place on the way after the distances can no longer be kept straight here in this dark ...
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom And every desk was shut When suddenly from the alphabet Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!" ...
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...
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