Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
You won't become a gourmet* cook By studying our Fannie's book-- Her thoughts on Food & Keeping House Are scarcely ...
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
The city purrs, it hums along, the morning hardly risen. A well-dressed drunk smears her finger across a doorman's lips ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye, Around about the wondrous days of yore, They came across a ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
Memory of sun seeps from the heart. Grass grows yellower. Faintly if at all the early snowflakes Hover, hover. Water ...
I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry ...
good weather is like good women- it doesn't always happen and when it does it doesn't always last. man is ...
at the track today, Father's Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a little surprise. ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
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