Corsica (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
"I - The GatheringFather and Mother Lawrence, the boy Joe, Lottie and Elsie, all were full of life, And fond ...
Over the rim of the glass Containing a good martini with a twist I eye her bosom and consider a ...
I know him, February's thrush,And loud at eve he valentinesOn sprays that paw the naked bushWhere soon will sprout the ...
Out on the rocks primeval, The grey Maine rocks that slant and break to the sea, With the ...
SUMMER in all! deep summer in the pines,And summer in the music on the sands,And summer where the sea-flowers rise ...
(_In a Jerusalem tavern_)A Latin and Greek, praise God, are we, Armenian and Copt,And we're all drunk as drunk can ...
(_The Maine Coast_) It is so, O sea! wild roses Bloom here in the scent of your ...
Crushing in my hand The bay as I pass, Drinking in its fragrance With the sea's scent, ...
Spirit hid in a stone, Come to me now. See, with a blow,I can compel you-I, all alone.I am ...
The Combe was ever dark, ancient and dark.Its mouth is stopped with brambles, thorn, and briar;And no one scrambles over ...
(For A. K. K.) What distant mountains thrill and glow Beneath our Lady Folly's tread? Why has she left us, ...
Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks. Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room -- ...
In some sense, all of us when we are in the winds exposed, alone with our thought naked on the ...
If tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope ...
Pan came out of the woods one day,-- His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray, The gray ...
40-acre growth found in Michigan. - The Los Angeles Times The sky is full of ruddy ducks and widgeon's, mockingbirds, ...
When against earth a wooden heel Clicks as loud as stone on steel, When stone turns flour instead of flakes, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
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