An Arundel Tomb (Philip Larkin Poem)
Side by side, their faces blurred, The earl and countess lie in stone, Their proper habits vaguely shown As jointed ...
Side by side, their faces blurred, The earl and countess lie in stone, Their proper habits vaguely shown As jointed ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
The cruel Moon hangs out of reach Up above the shadowy beech. Her face is stupid, but her eye Is ...
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He was so right echoing in my mind in the sanctuary in the power of words, especially the power to ...
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I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
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First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of the knife-blade, I put ...
Far back when I went zig-zagging through tamarack pastures you were my genius, you my cast-iron Viking, my helmed lion-heart ...
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After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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