The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense. You lived aloof, maintaining to the ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
ONE Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, When deprived of her husband she loved so well, In respect for the ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
There were three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, An' they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and used it along the way. I ...
some dogs who sleep ay night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh and best in ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked ...
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent, ...
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