The Bombardment (Amy Lowell Poem)
Slowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, ...
Slowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha, Singled out from all the others, Bound to him in closest union, And to whom ...
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, Ung, a maker of pictures, fashioned an image of snow. Fashioned ...
So we settled it all when the storm was done As comfy as comfy could be; And I was to ...
We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights; We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as ...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace ...
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently ...
WITH a bridegroom's joyous bearing, Mounts Sir Curt his noble beast, To his mistress' home repairing, There to hold his ...
"WHAT tuneful strains salute mine ear Without the ...
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened ...
The Midnight wooed the Morning Star, And prayed her: "Love come nearer; Your swinging coldly there afar To me but ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And ...
As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
My most respected comrades of posterity! Rummaging among these days' petrified crap, exploring the twilight of our times, you, possibly, ...
America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize ...
Today your things depart. Your faience cup fell off the table at sunrise and cracked. Your old grey dog did ...
Twas in the month of October, and in the year of 1899, Which the Boers will remember for a very ...
Ye Sons of Great Britain! come join with me And King in praise of the gallant British Armie, That behaved ...
But, learning now that they would have her speak, She threw her wet hair backward from her brow, Her hand ...
Fortune teller that I AM, My crystal ball sees ALL. Clairvoyant, the man's libido is flamBOYant. I SEE: ANIMAL MAGNETISM. ...
My sleeping children are still flying dreams in their goose-down heads. The lush of the river singing morning songs Fish ...
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