The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Blue through the window burns the twilight; Heavy, through trees, blows the warm south wind. Glistening, against the chill, gray ...
Intricate and untraceable weaving and interweaving, dark strand with light: designed, beyond all spiderly contrivance, to link, not to entrap: ...
All summer I heard them rustling in the shrubbery, outracing me from tier to tier in my garden, a whisper ...
He loved her and she loved him His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to He ...
PASSION brings reason--who can ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
Then one of the judges of the city stood forth and said, "Speak to us of Crime and Punishment." And ...
Like arms of gray like strands of silver braided, and twisting rising from the ground The bodies of the supple ...
Slow dancing together fused as one living in the heartwood until the song is done Arms to the heavens bodies ...
In a passionate embrace strands of golden threads braided together the lovers entwined married in the fabric the sinew of ...
Living in union caught, entwined filled by your spirit guided by love Centered on Christ caught in his grace informed ...
The image of the vine threads knitted together our savior, his example love and sacrifice entwined bound, as a cord ...
A little audience participation, the congregation greeting each other "Hi friend", warm smiles erupting spreading from face to face a ...
The church, a grapevine entwined branches abiding in God Being love, nurturing welcoming children caring for one another the vine, ...
Rising from the ashes the decaying stump rich with moss a tree to supplant its forebear's life run out in ...
Your were my first time. The first time I found ecstasy. Our bodies joined, As our hearts have been for ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
Welcome to you rich Autumn days, Ere comes the cold, leaf-picking wind; When golden stocks are seen in fields, All ...
How do you win a football game? Not by skill alone or clever plays, in modern days the game has ...
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
Come, my darling, let us dance To the moon that beckons us To dissolve our love in trance Heedless of ...
Come, my darling, let us dance To the moon that beckons us To dissolve our love in trance Heedless of ...
The Landing "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
How oft has the Benshee cried, How oft has death untied Bright links that Glory wove, Sweet bonds entwined by ...
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
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