Pau-Puk-Keewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
(A. D. 1066) I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, To take from England fief and fee; But ...
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
FLY, dearest, fly! He is not nigh! He who found thee one fair morn in Spring In the wood where ...
My senses ofttimes are oppress'd, Oft stagnant is my blood; But when by Christel's sight I'm blest, I feel my ...
The fragrance of the pink lotus fails, the jade mat hints of autumn. Softly I unfasten my silk cloak, Who ...
Red lotus incense fades on The jeweled curtain. Autumn Comes again. Gently I open My silk dress and float alone ...
The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
1 The brightly-painted horse Had a boy's face, And four small wheels Under his feet, Plus a long string To ...
When I was cub reporter I Would interview the Great, And sometimes they would make reply, And sometimes hesitate; But ...
YOU, Charidemus, who my cradle swung, And watched me all the days that I was young; You, at whose step ...
I have known the inexorable sadness of pencils, Neat in their boxes, dolor of pad and paper weight, All the ...
The steadfastness of generations of nobility shows in the curving lines that form the eyebrows. And the blue eyes still ...
What fields are as fragrant as your hands? You feel how external fragrance stands upon your stronger resistance. Stars stand ...
There was wine in a cup of gold and a girl of fifteen from Wu, her eyebrows painted dark and ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
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