Reaping (Amy Lowell Poem)
You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, ...
You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, ...
Coming up England by a different line For once, early in the cold new year, We stopped, and, watching men ...
Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; A lantern in the stable; a jingle now and then; ...
For Elizabeth Bishop Nautilus Island's hermit heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage; her sheep still graze above ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
Fair is our lot -- O goodly is our heritage! (Humble ye, my people, and be fearful in your mirth!) ...
Once red ripple came to land In the golden sunset burning-- Lapped against a maiden's hand, By the ford returning. ...
(Foot-Service to the Hills) In the name of the Empress of India, make way, O Lords of the Jungle, wherever ...
Kabul town's by Kabul river -- Blow the bugle, draw the sword -- There I lef' my mate for ever, ...
1892 The freed dove flew to the Rajah's tower-- Fled from the slaughter of Moslem kings-- And the thorns have ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
Like silken cocoons waiting for the metamorphosis the cars under the snow in cocoons of white Wondering what they would ...
That phrase, "healing a nation" kept going through my mind this morning thinking about the legacy, the model, the example ...
Forgiveness, pardon were woven in words, we could understand, appreciate, bring home to our own hearts reach empathy, equate, learn ...
Why she asked Innocent, or was it? Cringe of every curmudgeon Fear of every manager Like Charlie in Modern Times ...
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work ...
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
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