The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
A region desolate and wild. Black, chafing water: and afloat, And lonely as a truant child In a waste wood, ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
Starspangled cowboy sauntering out of the almost- silly West, on your face a porcelain grin, tugging a papier-mache cactus on ...
SCOTS, wha hae wi' WALLACE bled, Scots, wham BRUCE has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to Victorie! ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! ...
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; For we ...
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and used it along the way. I ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
I read last Saturday in the redwoods outside of Santa Cruz and I was about 3/4's finished when I heard ...
they found him walking along the freeway all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut ...
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire, ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
in the hospitals and jails it's the worst in madhouses it's the worst in penthouses it's the worst in skid ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
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