The Rhetoric of Langston Hughes (Margaret Danner Poems)
While some "rap" over this turmoilof who was Blackest firstand the ins and outs of the Spiritualsand the Bluesand how ...
While some "rap" over this turmoilof who was Blackest firstand the ins and outs of the Spiritualsand the Bluesand how ...
Till all sweet gums and juices flow, Till the blossom of blossoms blow, The long hours go and come and ...
CHARLES: So, brother, I am out and yu are in. Farewell, farewell, to all my splendor bright! Yet, ...
Behold, I built a fowlhouse in my yard! Two months agone the great work was begun,And ev'ry eventide I labored ...
Men, brother men, who, voiceless, round us fret,How can ye credit still they are sincere?This premier and his puppet cabinet,This ...
Once upon a time, in days remote,A politician bought a vote. The price he paid is not quite clear, But ...
"A man more kindly, in his careless way, Than many who profess a higher creed; Whose fickle love might ...
My father knows the proper way The nation should be run;He tells us children every day Just what should now ...
EIN Gestirn wie ein Tag; und dahinter ein Rand, beriihrt und bezogen von Licht und Geleucht,Das ging oder kam, das ...
It is said, the Great Men, who are seized with the pouts, At their suddenly alter'd condition;Who so late were ...
La? stehn die Blume! Geh nicht ins Korn! Die Roggenmuhme Zieht um da vorn! Bald duckt sie nieder, Bald guckt ...
shaw had the gift of the crab how he took the straight idea and scuttled with it sideways marking sand ...
My father knows the proper way The nation should be run; He tells us children every day Just what should ...
I often pause to wonder of the two sides of the man from the Balkans who graced my life with ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
There is a meadow in Sweden where I lie smitten, eyes stained with clouds' white ins and outs. And about ...
As though the mercury's under its tongue, it won't talk. As though with the mercury in its sphincter, immobile, by ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the running stream. In bid black letters I ...
Life, sometimes so wearying Is worth its weight in gold The experience of traveling Lends a wisdom that is old ...
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