Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
1930 When the grey geese heard the Fool's tread Too near to where they lay, They lifted neither voice nor ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
A dream of mine flew over the mead To the halls where my old Love reigns; And it drew me ...
Dry in the forest before the first snowfall the leaves of autumn heavy on the ground The barrenness of November ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
I watched the glory of her childhood change, Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew, (Loved long ago in lily-time), ...
Severer Service of myself I -- hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind -- ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
To the tune of "Red Lips" Lonely in my secluded chamber, A thousand sorrows fill every inch of my sensitive ...
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at ...
When Cupid held an auction sale, I hastened to his mart, For I had heard that he would sell The ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
'Twas in a certain regiment of French Grenadiers, A touching and beautiful custom was observed many years; Which was meant ...
We were out on the hills that night To watch our sheep; Drowsily by the fire we lay Where the ...
My mother was for woman's rights And my father was the rich miller at London Mills. I dreamed of the ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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