Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
1 "O Mary, go and call the cattle home, 2 And call the cattle home, 3 And call the cattle ...
Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry, Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer, Through ...
When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold, Our father Adam sat under the ...
"The Mother Hive"-- Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin. -- ...
Sometimes the poem doesn't want to come; it hides from the poet like a playful cat who has run under ...
As a child, they could not keep me from wells And old pumps with buckets and windlasses. I loved the ...
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
by a dank and ancient coffin in the gaunt and gloomy hall alone and sighing deeply crouched the sorriest crone ...
The slow overture of rain, each drop breaking without breaking into the next, describes the unrelenting, syncopated mind. Not unlike ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
TO MISS GRACE KING Down in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way At ...
THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ...
Lost aboard the roll of Kodac- olor that was to have super- seded all need to remember Somerset were: a ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humor Number 1 I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, And each damp thing that ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
The blue bell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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