Cinderella (Randall Jarrell Poem)
Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances, The wings gauzy as the membrane that the ...
Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances, The wings gauzy as the membrane that the ...
Make haste away, and let one be A friendly patron unto thee; Lest, rapt from hence, I see thee lie ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White -- The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank Of Victors -- designate ...
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Chorus.-Ca' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie ...
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
I went to the Garden of Love. And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the ...
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the ...
And you wait, keep waiting for that one thing which would infinitely enrich your life: the powerful, uniquely uncommon, the ...
Mother, mother, what ill-bred aunt Or what disfigured and unsightly Cousin did you so unwisely keep Unasked to my christening, ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
Give away her gowns, Give away her shoes; She has no more use For her fragrant gowns; Take them all ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
(After Heine.) The sad rain falls from Heaven, A sad bird pipes and sings ; I am sitting here at ...
(AN ECHO FROM A LARGER LYRE.) That was love that I had before Years ago, when my heart was young; ...
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
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