The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! Rescue my Castle, before the hot day Brightens the blue from its silvery grey, ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
THE SMALL birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, The murmuring streamlet winds clear thro' the vale; The primroses blow ...
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
She slides over the hot upholstery of her mother's car, this schoolgirl of fifteen who loves humming & swaying with ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
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