Kissing time (Eugene Field Poem)
'T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over ...
'T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over ...
O fountain of Bandusia, Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe; A ...
WHEN Francis (named the first) o'er Frenchmen reign'd, In Italy young Arthur laurels gained, And oft such daring valour showed ...
Fair tree! for thy delightful shade 'Tis just that some return be made; Sure some return is due from me ...
I go back to the scene where the two men embrace & grapple a handgun at stomach level between them. ...
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable, And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy. I look up our southern ...
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
But now I pass graveyards in a car. The dead lie, unsuperstitiously, with their feet toward me-- please forgive me ...
Long long ago I went through the castle of leaves Yellowing slowly in the moss And far away barnacles clung ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
My mind has thunderstorms, That brood for heavy hours: Until they rain me words, My thoughts are drooping flowers And ...
I When tulips bloom in Union Aquare, And timid breaths of vernal air Go wandering down the dusty town, Like ...
The Spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands -- And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl -- ...
She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away -- Intending to return -- But not so soon ...
For every Bird a Nest -- Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking round -- Wherefore when boughs ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay, They call me and call me to follow them away. ...
Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can ...
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
III. For the Creche Form 8277059, Sub-Section K I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I ...
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
As night hath stars, more rare than ships In ocean, faint from pole to pole, So all the wonder of ...
As night hath stars, more rare than ships In ocean, faint from pole to pole, So all the wonder of ...
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
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