Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
When I am tired of earnest men, Intense and keen and sharp and clever, Pursuing fame with brush or pen ...
(The 110th anniversary of the completion of the "Decline and Fall" at the same hour and place) A spirit seems ...
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
AFTER the Sea-Ship-after the whistling winds; After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, Below, a myriad, myriad ...
Your voice, with clear location of June days, Called me outside the window.You were there, Light yet composed, as in ...
'By-and-bye, ' the maiden sighed - 'by-and-bye He will claim me for his bride, Hope is strong and time is ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
RIDING against the east, A veering, steady shadow Purrs the motor-call Of the man-bird Ready with the death-laughter In his ...
Deeply morbid deeply morbid was the girl who typed the letters Always out of office hours running with her social ...
I AM the people--the mob--the crowd--the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done ...
NOW the quietude of earth Nestles deep my heart within; Friendships new and strange have birth Since I left the ...
ALL the morn a spirit gay Breathes within my heart a rhyme, 'Tis but hide and seek we play In ...
When I got to his marker, I sat on it, like sitting on the edge of someone's bed and I ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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