The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Against the enormous rocks of a rough coast The ocean rams itself in pitched assault And spastic rage to which ...
What can I tell you that you don't know that will make you tremble again? Forsythia by the roadside, by ...
In each of the people in the crowd, along the procession's route, a different story, a story of where they ...
Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed, Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the ...
I see thee clearer for the Grave That took thy face between No Mirror could illumine thee Like that impassive ...
The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top Blood -- blood and torn grass -- Had marked the rise of ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
Here on the pale beach, in the darkness; With the full moon just to rise; They sit alone, and look ...
1 OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come, Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, ...
1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell ...
OF Public Opinion; Of a calm and cool fiat, sooner or later, (How impassive! How certain and final!) Of the ...
1 COME, my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready; Have you your pistols? have you your ...
A WOMAN waits for me-she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if ...
1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
Hullo! here's my platoon, the lot I had last year. 'The war'll be over soon.' 'What 'opes?' 'No bloody fear!' ...
Imagining you'd come to say goodbye, I made a doll of raffia and string. I gave her thatch hair, and ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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