The Coffee Slips (Charles Lamb Poems)
Whene'er I fragrant coffee drink,I on the generous Frenchman think,Whose noble perseverance boreThe tree to Martinico's shore.While yet her colony ...
Whene'er I fragrant coffee drink,I on the generous Frenchman think,Whose noble perseverance boreThe tree to Martinico's shore.While yet her colony ...
Through the world which the Spirit creative and kindFirst formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind,Until on the ...
Full many a shining wit one sees, With tongue on all things well conversing;The what can charm, ...
SWEET painted flutt'rer! often have I view'd Thy sportive gambols in the blue serene;And frequently indulg'd the pensive mood, ...
NO light of sun or moon can reach the seed That blindly in the bosom of a flower Ripens through ...
FAIR are the bells of this bright-flowering weed; Nectar and pollen treasuries, where grope Innocent thieves; the Poet lets them ...
Sprung from the arid rock devoid of soil,In vig'rous life I saw one blade of wheat,Bearing its precious grain, full-lobed ...
A faded Boy -- in sallow Clothes Who drove a lonesome Cow To pastures of Oblivion -- A statesman's Embryo ...
Summer -- we all have seen -- A few of us -- believed -- A few -- the more aspiring ...
Fame is the one that does not stay -- Its occupant must die Or out of sight of estimate Ascend ...
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
1 COME, my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready; Have you your pistols? have you your ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
Full many a shining wit one sees, With tongue on all things well conversing; The what can charm, the what ...
Through the world which the Spirit creative and kind First formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind, Until ...
Write it. Write. In ordinary ink on ordinary paper: they were given no food, they all died of hunger. "All. ...
1. The dark socket of the year the pit, the cave where the sun lies down and threatens never to ...
I am a miner. The light burns blue. Waxy stalactites Drip and thicken, tears The earthen womb Exudes from its ...
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; Contrariwise, my blood runs cold When little boys ...
I swim near summer shadows glide over dappled shoals keeping to the fluid shallows reminiscent of the womb where I ...
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