The Hours (John Peale Bishop Poems)
In the real dark night of the soul it is always threeo'clock in the morning. F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIALL day, knowing ...
In the real dark night of the soul it is always threeo'clock in the morning. F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIALL day, knowing ...
Look at his pretty face for just one minute !His braided frock and dainty buttoned shoes,His firm-shut hand, the favorite ...
"HOW sadly, sweet seraph, I mourn that I never, I ne'er was so happy thee living to know! How sadly ...
I.WHEN first thou camest, gentle, shy, and fond, My eldest-born, first hope, and dearest treasure, My heart received thee with ...
THY lovely laughing twa black een,Sae sweet a face adorning,Hae stown my heart, my bonny JEAN !I sigh frae night ...
Now Time's Andromeda on this rock rude, With not her either beauty's equal or Her injury's, looks off by both ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
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