The Song of Songs (Anonymous Asian Poems)
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.Look ...
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.Look ...
The Blue and the Gray collided one day In the future great town of Missouri, And if all that ...
Beetling walls with ivy grown,Frowning heights of mossy stone;Turret, with its flaunting flagFlung from battlemented crag;Dungeon-keep and fortaliceLooking down a ...
I into life so full of love was sentThat all the shadows which fall on the wayOf every human being ...
Through all the wind-blown aisles of May,Faint bells of perfume swing and fall.Within this apple-petalled wall(A gray east, flecked with ...
Let a man drink,For what can he thinkWorthy to sink or worthy to rise-Seeing the gods are up in the ...
Oh, what a night for a soul to go! The wind a hawk, and the fields in snow; No screening ...
128Bring me the sunset in a cup,Reckon the morning's flagons upAnd say how many Dew,Tell me how far the morning ...
WE went a-begging for a nobler creed, We craved the living bread and wine of thought, That Eucharist which is ...
230We-Bee and I-live by the quaffing-'Tisn't all Hock-with us-Life has its Ale-But it's many a lay of the Dim Burgundy-We ...
Who never lost, are unpreparedA Coronet to find!Who never thirstedFlagons, and Cooling Tamarind!Who never climbed the weary league-Can such a ...
121As Watchers hang upon the East,As Beggars revel at a feastBy savory Fancy spread -As brooks in deserts babble sweetOn ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER Come, old friend! sit down and listen! From the pitcher, placed between us, How the ...
We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing -- 'Tisn't all Hock -- with us -- Life has ...
Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind! Who never climbed the ...
As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread -- As brooks in ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
Now when I have a cold I am careful with my cold, I consult a physician And I do as ...
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
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