Mrs. Merdle Discourseth Of Wishes And Her Sufferings (Horatio Alger Jr Poems)
'If wishes were horses'--I've heard when a girl-- 'If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride'-- If wishes were pheasants, I'd wish ...
'If wishes were horses'--I've heard when a girl-- 'If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride'-- If wishes were pheasants, I'd wish ...
My mind's a map. A mad sea-captain drew itUnder a flowing moon until he knew it;Winds with brass trumpets, puffy-cheeked ...
The slow drip of the golden light, through goldOf trees that filled with richness to the coreThe flushed fruit, now ...
O this air, intoxicated with sedition,On the black square of the Kremlin.The agitators rock the teetering world .It smells of ...
THERE, close the door!I shall not need these lodgings any more.Now that I go, dismantled wall and floorReproach me and ...
Aw, I'm sick o' the whole darn human race, An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball;I'm sick o' the sight ...
OH, but life went gaily, gaily,In the house of Idiedaily!There were always throats to singDown the river-banks with spring,When the ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
I imagine them walking down rocky paths toward me, strong, Italian women returning at dusk from fields where they worked ...
THE simple Jane was sent to bring Fresh water from the neighb'ring spring; The matter pressed, no time to waste, ...
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles -- Buccaneers of Buzz. Ride abroad in ostentation And subsist on Fuzz. Fuzz ordained ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
HERE'S to him that grows it, Drink, lads, drink! That lays it in and mows it, Clink, jugs, clink! To ...
Leaping, leaping, leaping, down line by line, growling at the cadavers, filling the holy jugs with their piss, falling into ...
To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows, We drained a hundred jugs of wine. A splendid night ...
To drown the ancient sorrows, we drank a hundred jugs of wine there in the beautiful night. We couldn't go ...
We go out together into the staring town And buy cheese and bread and little jugs with flowered labels Everywhere ...
Something has fallen wordlessly and holds still on the black driveway. You find it, like a jewel, among the empty ...
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
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