On the Memory of Mr. Edward King, Drown’d in the Irish Seas (John Cleveland Poems)
I like not tears in tune, nor do I prize His artificial grief that scans his eyes; Mine weep down pious beads, ...
I like not tears in tune, nor do I prize His artificial grief that scans his eyes; Mine weep down pious beads, ...
NowLet's look for birds!The tall iron branchesin the forest,The densefertility on the ground.The worldis wet.A dewdrop or raindropshines,a diminutive staramong ...
I was born in the century of the death of the rosewhen the motor had already driven out the angels.Quito ...
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