The Unusual Goose And The Imbecilic Woodcutter (Guy Wetmore Carryl Poems)
A woodcutter bought him a gander, Or at least that was what he supposed, As a matter of fact, 'twas a slander As ...
A woodcutter bought him a gander, Or at least that was what he supposed, As a matter of fact, 'twas a slander As ...
Our canoe idles in the idling currentOf the tree and vine and rush enclosedBackwater of a torpid midwestern stream;Revolves slowly, ...
ALL through the party she stood, saying nothing.Talk fluttered around her; quick gay wordsLike spring-enchanted birdsDarted, their wings flashing with ...
YOU may be accurate when yon sayThat habitual honesty does not pay;But there's still one point which leaves room for ...
HOW soon forgotten are the Dead! A splendid throng the Palace calls To meet and revel in its halls; And ...
The room is full of you!—As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
ENTER the unremembered city:Command before your eyes, call forthTo horrified sight those whom even the keenestAmong you have forgotten: stare:Like ...
We are all captured beasts, And we howl - as we might. We can't open the doors, For the doors ...
True Lambert SimnelWas not a habitual criminal,But it really was hardly historicTo call himself the Earl of Warwick.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal Pouring redemption for me, that I do The will of God, ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, ...
The perilous yellow sun follows with its slant eyes masts of the shuddered grove steaming up to capsize in the ...
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...
'Would it were anything but merely voice!' The No King cried who after that was King, Because he had not ...
To cultivate in ev'ry noble mind Habitual grace, and sentiments refin'd, Thus while you strive to mend the human heart, ...
I hired a carpenter to build my coffin and last night I lay in it, braced by a pillow, sniffing ...
And now another autumn morning finds me With chalk dust on my sleeve and in my breath, Preoccupied with vague, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
There are places where the eye can starve, But not here. Here, for example, is The Piazza Navona, & here ...
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