Pictures From Appledore (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
The Big rough boys from the runs out back were first where the balls flew free,And yelled in the slang ...
Expect na, sir, in this narration,A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication,To roose you up, an' ca' you guid,An' sprung o' great an' ...
Ah, better the thud of the deadly gun, and the crash of the bursting shell,Than the terrible silence where drought ...
Harry Morant was a friend I hadIn the years long passed away,A chivalrous, wild and reckless lad,A knight born out ...
On Nungar the mists of the morning hung low,The beetle-browed hills brooded silent and black,Not yet warmed to life by ...
Tall timber stood here once, here on a corn belt farm along the Monon. Here the roots of a half-mile ...
Usually at the helipad I see them stumble-dance across the hot asphalt with crokersacks over their heads, moving toward the ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
LAMENT in rhyme, lament in prose, Wi' saut tears trickling down your nose; Our bardie's fate is at a close, ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
THE SEA is large. The sea hold on a leg of land in the Chesapeake hugs an early sunset and ...
I TOOK away three pictures. One was a white gull forming a half-mile arch from the pines toward Waukegan. One ...
Now is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey -- A man must cover with travelling ...
The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a ...
You talk of riders on the flat, of nerve and pluck and pace -- Not one in fifty has the ...
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