Sailor’s Farewell (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Lovely is the white town, and smiling it liesWith little green gardens underneath the blue skies,Days so full of sunshine, ...
Lovely is the white town, and smiling it liesWith little green gardens underneath the blue skies,Days so full of sunshine, ...
Gawd! said a gal o' the Barbary Coast —She was dancin' wi' me —"Is it true, lad, that Larry, young ...
Grasshopper grasshopper all day long we hear your scraping summer song like rusty fiddles in the grass as through the ...
In the old daysAt barn raisingsAfter they worked togetherThey danced together.So lay the floor, Americans,Put up the beams,Ceil the roof,Then ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
"And there was no more sea." Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim Calling to the Angels ...
in my reading of the moment i have learned the figure next to christ in da vinci's last supper (a ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
The lamplit page is turned, the dream forgotten; The music changes tone, you wake, remember Deep worlds you lived before,-deep ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
Then there's the man who comes in every Saturday to loiter in Romance. His face may be milk-white but in ...
In Breughel's great picture, The Kermess, the dancers go round, they go round and around, the squeal and the blare ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles In children's circuses could stay their troubles? There was a time ...
In gold and grey, with fleering looks of sin, I watch them come; by two, by three, by four, Advancing ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
The Artist and his Luckless Wife They lead a horrid haunted life, Surrounded by the things he's made That are ...
OH some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of white, And some are all for dancing by ...
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