Off the Turnpike (Amy Lowell Poem)
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
In those days said Hiawatha, "Lo! how all things fade and perish! From the memory of the old men Pass ...
Now the New Year, reviving last Year's Debt, The Thoughtful Fisher casteth wide his Net; So I with begging Dish ...
Primitive I ate my fill of a whale that died And stranded after a month at sea. . . . ...
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and ...
What counsel has the hooded moon Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, Of Love in ancient plenilune, Glory and ...
In Memory of one of the Writer's Family who was a Volunteer during the War with Napoleon In a ferny ...
"No--not where I shall make my own; But dig his grave just by The woman's with the initialed stone - ...
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily, ...
Get up from your pews believer all around go out and find those sheep wandering in the world away from ...
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Are they clinging to their crosses, F. E. Smith, Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses, Are they, Smith? Do they, fasting, ...
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Chorus.-An' O for ane an' twenty, Tam! And hey, sweet ane an' twenty, Tam! I'll learn my kin a rattlin' ...
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To ...
Chorus.-MY lady's gown, there's gairs upon't, And gowden flowers sae rare upon't; But Jenny's jimps and jirkinet, My lord thinks ...
Oh, it's dreadful to think in a country like this With its chances for work - and enjoyment That a ...
The day that I was christened- It's a hundred years, and more!- A hag came and listened At the white ...
One would be in less danger From the wiles of a stranger If one's own kin and kith Were more ...
Even as we speak, there's a smoker's cough from behind the whitethorn hedge: we stop dead in our tracks; a ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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