A Painted Fan (Ellen Louise Chandler Moulton Poems)
"ROSES and butterflies snared on a fan, All that is left of a summer gone by; Of swift, bright ...
"ROSES and butterflies snared on a fan, All that is left of a summer gone by; Of swift, bright ...
To Robert Penn WarrenYou hold your eager headToo high in the air, you walkAs if the sleepy deadHad never fallen ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
None should be left out sharing in our bounty riches of this society the fruits of this land Those without ...
The people returning called from their exile home to the lord in the city of the king Rebuilding the wall ...
Each member of the people in ritual and in their day to day down to the present age called to ...
Fixing the words every word of God upon their hearts, their lips, their tongues sharing, over and over remembered by ...
Tom Joad had it right His introduction to us all, more in print than film, of a man fixing his ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky of this black August. My sister, the sun, broods in ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye; Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing Over ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
Moist, moist, the heat leaking through the hinges, sun baking the roof like a pie and I and thou and ...
I should have been a plumber fixing drains. And mending pure white bathtubs for the great Diogenes (who scorned all ...
She sang beyond the genius of the sea. The water never formed to mind or voice, Like a body wholly ...
AFTER you have spent all the money modistes and manicures and mannikins will take for fixing you over into a ...
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