March Evening (Amy Lowell Poem)
Blue through the window burns the twilight; Heavy, through trees, blows the warm south wind. Glistening, against the chill, gray ...
Blue through the window burns the twilight; Heavy, through trees, blows the warm south wind. Glistening, against the chill, gray ...
I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
The porchlight coming on again, Early November, the dead leaves Raked in piles, the wicker swing Creaking. Across the lots ...
One moment past our bodies cast No shadow on the plain; Now clear and black they stride our track, And ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
don't be so lazy maisie maisie don't be so lazy please i know it's snowing and a hard wind's blowing ...
however foul the times or difficult the ways are through those personal morasses this change of age won't let a ...
OH thou cruel deadly-lovely maiden, Tell me what great sin have I committed, That thou keep'st me to the rack ...
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
I had for my winter evening walk-- No one at all with whom to talk, But I had the cottages ...
All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Golden haired and golden hearted I would ever have you be, As you were when last we parted Smiling slow ...
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
HIS face with smile eternal drest, Just like the Landlord's to his Guest's, High as they hang with creaking din, ...
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
Brothers, let us glorify freedom's twilight - the great, darkening year. Into the seething waters of the night heavy forests ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
I bend to the ground to catch something whispered, urgent, drifting across the ditches. The heaviness of flies stuttering in ...
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