Echoes (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Lady Clara Vere de Vere Was eight years old, she said: Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread. ...
Lady Clara Vere de Vere Was eight years old, she said: Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread. ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Well, eight months ago one clear cold day, I took a ramble up Broadway, And with my hands behind my ...
Well, then! How'd you like to bear the name of Butler As an honor badge eight centuries at least, And ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced. The priest is wondering what he said in his sermon eight weeks ago ...
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was ...
Afters eight years, be less dan eight percent, distinguish' friend, of coloured wif de whites in de School, in de ...
I heard said 'Cats that walk by their wild lone' but Henry had need of friends. They disappeared Shall I ...
How this woman came by the courage, how she got the courage, Henry bemused himself in a frantic hot night ...
A hemorrhage of his left ear of Good Fridayâ?" so help me Jesusâ?"then made funny too the other, further one. ...
When sorrow lays us low for a second we are saved by humble windfalls of the mindfulness or memory: the ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
The little park planted in memory of a boy who fell in the war begins to resemble him as he ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
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