The Boston Athenaeum (Amy Lowell Poem)
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral ...
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral ...
How empty seems the town now you are gone! A wilderness of sad streets, where gaunt walls Hide nothing to ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Those groans men use passing a woman on the street or on the steps of the subway to tell her ...
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
The Song of Mowgli -- I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle listen to the things I have done. Shere ...
1919 As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of ...
1911 When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often ...
I. If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, Does not the Young Man try Its ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb. Yet less for loss of your dear ...
Whatever I have in this life all I need coming from the Lord lacking nothing even in trials in the ...
Like Abraham, like Isaac, like Jacob, even like Moses God's gift to us our hope like theirs a promise of ...
Not choosing the polluted waters dirty, collected in crack cisterns runoff of the world tainted waters, lacking no refreshment Choosing ...
Here, right where I live where I work, where I toil, where we worship, where my wife, my girls are ...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
The manic fires flared again today, very much the same irrational urges blazing from the open grate, urgent fervours that ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Words shouting, singing, smiling, frowning-- Sense lacking. Ah, nothing, more obscure than Browning, Save blacking. (Ambrose Bierce)
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
(For G. H.) Say, does that stupid earth Where they have laid her, Bind still her sullen mirth, Mirth which ...
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself in the ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
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