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, ...
There was an Old Man with a beard, Who said, "It is just as I feared! -- Two Owls and ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty How he fell with a roll and a rumble And curled up like ...
Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store, Though foolishly he lost the same, Decaying more and more, Till he ...
In summertime on Bredon The bells they sound so clear; Round both the shires they ring them In steeples far ...
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
O sweet To-morrow! - After to-day There will away This sense of sorrow. Then let us borrow Hope, for a ...
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let ...
Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks. Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room -- ...
(FOR THE FELLOWSHIP CLU Lyman and Frederick and Jim, one day, Set out in a great big ship-- Steamed to ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
Citizen, enemy, mama's boy, sucker, utter garbage, panhandler, swine, refujew, verrucht; a scalp so often scalded with boiling water that ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
WHILE larks, with little wing, Fann'd the pure air, Tasting the breathing Spring, Forth I did fare: Gay the sun's ...
The ground verdigris, fluffy with young mosquitoes. Waters as sacred as these, as fatted with reeds. Bronze palm planted to ...
'Twas in the year of 1849, and on the 20th of February, Lord Gough met and attacked Shere Sing right ...
Out in the yellow meadows, where the bee Hums by us with the honey of the Spring, And showers of ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky ...
IT'S a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are ...
I went to the dances at Chandlerville, And played snap-out at Winchester. One time we changed partners, Driving home in ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
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