The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
At times when under cover I 'ave said, To keep my spirits up an' raise a laugh, 'Earin 'im pass ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
If you meet literature from Africa Or even their mentors In such works You realize a trait of madness Pumping ...
I can remember it so well his small one-room repair shop in the back corner of our back yard with ...
A Decade, double digits and all of that Today is her birthday so give a cheer for the divine Miss ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back. He thought they was old friends. He felt on the stair where ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher There's a ...
THE LAWYERS, Bob, know too much. They are chums of the books of old John Marshall. They know it all, ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
To go home and wear shorts forever in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate, adding a sweater when winter ...
My Babbles has a nasty knack Of keeping monkeys on her back. A great big black one comes and swings ...
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