A Woman Of Quality (Du Fu Poems)
Matchless in breeding and beauty,a fine lady has taken refugein this forsaken valley.She is of good family, she says,but her ...
Matchless in breeding and beauty,a fine lady has taken refugein this forsaken valley.She is of good family, she says,but her ...
T' ground rises brantly to nor'-east,Wi' t' walls zigzaggin' ower t' intake-T' walls 'at wur builded first by t' Danes,Girt ...
if I should sleep with a lady called deathget another man with firmer lips 'to take your new mouth in ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
It has a hole in it. Not only where I concentrate. The river still ribboning, twisting up, into its re- ...
In big handfuls sowing God love, grace in our hearts pouring out his mercy, his love life eternal brought near ...
One for me one for her (handfuls that is) wild blueberries, picking from the bushes high above my eyes, down ...
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81 A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Pelagius lived at Kardanoel And taught a doctrine there How, whether you went to heaven or to hell It was ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
She simply settled down in one piece right where she was, in the sand of a long-vanished lake edge or ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
Mad Patsy said, he said to me, That every morning he could see An angel walking on the sky; Across ...
BLOSSOMS of babies Blinking their stories Come soft On the dusk and the babble; Little red gamblers, Handfuls that slept ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
Viciousness in the kitchen! The potatoes hiss. It is all Hollywood, windowless, The fluorescent light wincing on and off like ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
Is it long as a noodle or fat as an egg? Is it lumpy like a potato or ringed like ...
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