Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
The eldest son bestrides him, And the pretty daughter rides him, And I meet him oft o' mornings on the ...
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently ...
felled 1879 My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled, Quelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun, All felled, felled, ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
I now delight In spite Of the might And the right Of classic tradition, In writing And reciting Straight ahead, ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The critic gushed and said, "Just like Jack, so raw, I never thought to see another writer just like Kerouac!" ...
The Devil is a gentleman and askes you down to stay At his little place at What'sitsname (it isn't far ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
"O CAM ye here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or were ye at the ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
This is the story the stockman told On the cattle-camp, when the stars were bright; The moon rose up like ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
I. THE VOICE OF THE MAN IMPATIENT WITH VISIONS AND UTOPIAS We find your soft Utopias as white As new-cut ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
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