Valentine and Ursine (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Part the First.When Flora 'gins to decke the fieldsWith colours fresh and fine,Then holy clerkes their mattins sing To good ...
Part the First.When Flora 'gins to decke the fieldsWith colours fresh and fine,Then holy clerkes their mattins sing To good ...
prologueWho shall tell the storyAs it was?Write it with the heart's blood?(Pale ink, alas!)Speak it with the soul's lips,Or be ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
Come all you young seamen, take heed now to me,A hard case old sailorman bred to the sea,As had sailed ...
About me leagues of houses lie, Above me, grim and straight and high, They climb; the terraces lean up Like ...
PEARL-SLASHED and purple and crimson and fringed with gray mist of the hills, The pennons of morning advance to the ...
ONCE he cried to all the hills and waters And the tossing grain and tufted grasses: "Take my message-tell it ...
Metallic waves of people jarThrough crackling green toward the barWhere on the tables chattering-whiteThe sharp drinks quarrel with the light.Those ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
My mother would be a falconress, And I, her gay falcon treading her wrist, would fly to bring back from ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
THE KINGDOM OF MY HEART 1 The halcyon settled on the Aire of our days Kingfisher-blue it broke my heart ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
WHEN cold December Froze to grisamber The jangling bells on the sweet rose-trees-- Then fading slow And furred is the ...
BENEATH the flat and paper sky The sun, a demon's eye, Glowed through the air, that mask of glass; All ...
Captain Carpenter rose up in his prime Put on his pistols and went riding out But had got wellnigh nowhere ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
"I'd rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid". Hattie McDaniel. I'm ...
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