Other Ingredients (Edwin John Pratt Poems)
To make a perfect fish menu,The witches found they had to placeUpon this alcoholic baseGreat stacks of food and spices ...
To make a perfect fish menu,The witches found they had to placeUpon this alcoholic baseGreat stacks of food and spices ...
"COMMANDING pow'r! whose hand with plastic art Bids the rude stone to grace and being start; Swell to the waving ...
IMaimed, beggared, grey; seeking an alms; with nodOf palsy doing task of thanks for bread;Upon the stature of a God,He ...
There were thick leaves above me and around, And low sweet sighs like those of childhood's sleep,Amidst their dimness, and ...
Behold, once more, facetious BenSteps from his paste to take the pen;And as the trumpets, shrill and loud,Precede the sheriff's ...
Ah! What avails the classic bent And what the cultured word, Against the undoctored incident That actually occurred? And what ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
I could but see thee yesterday Stung by a fretful bee; And I the javelin suck'd away, And heal'd the ...
Love in a shower of blossoms came Down, and half drown'd me with the same; The blooms that fell were ...
(For D. C. T., Killed at Fricourt, March, 1916) Yet once an earlier David took Smooth pebbles from the brook: ...
Too freely blurted out from frustration, confusion hurting words, to those we love making them the javelin catchers oh to ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Athelstan King, Lord among Earls, Bracelet-bestower and Baron of Barons, He with his brother, Edmund Atheling, Gaining a lifelong Glory ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
Why run the crowd? What means the throng That rushes fast the streets along? Can Rhodes a prey to flames, ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
Being a father Is quite a bother. You are as free as air With time to spare, You're a fiscal ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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