Under The Willows (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
Time was, when round the lion's den,A peopled city raised its head;'Twas not inhabited by men,But by four-footed beasts instead.The ...
Aw'm as rich as a Jew, tho aw hav'nt a meg, But aw'm free as a burd, an' aw shak a ...
Aw'm as rich as a Jew, tho aw havn't a meg,But awm free as a burd, an aw shak a ...
If I am to know how to restrain your hands,If I am to betray the tender, salty lips,I must wait ...
The fence is quite dry, and the sprouting peonyWith its little red beak through the flowerbed pecks.In the farmyard the ...
If I am to know how to restrain your hands,If I am to betray the tender, salty lips,I must wait ...
The spring is coming by a many signs; The trays are up, the hedges broken down,That fenced the haystack, and the ...
WHEN that the fields put on their gay attire,Thou silent sitt'st near brake or river's brim,Whilst the gay thrush sings ...
Angels of the love affair, do you know that other,the dark one, that other me?1. ANGEL OF FIRE AND GENITALSAngel ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
SOFT-LITTERED is the new-year's lambing-fold, And in the hollowed haystack at its side The shepherd lies o' nights now, wakeful-eyed ...
Upon a haystack in lands of South,I lay, while facing skies of night,The choir of stars, alive and couth, ...
Not fear. Maybe, out there somewhere, the possibility of fear; the wall that might tumble down, because it's for sure ...
Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
Nobody knows what I feel about Freddy I cannot make anyone understand I love him sub specie aet ernitaties I ...
1. The dark socket of the year the pit, the cave where the sun lies down and threatens never to ...
I was out early to-day, spying about From the top of a haystack -- such a lovely morning -- And ...
Had she come all the way for this, To part at last without a kiss? Yea, had she borne the ...
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