The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Rose Red's hair is brown as fur and shines in firelight as she prepares supper of honey and apples, curds ...
If hands could free you, heart, Where would you fly? Far, beyond every part Of earth this running sky Makes ...
In these days of peace and money, free to all the Commonweal, There are ancient dames in Buckland wearing wedding ...
The Slaver in the broad lagoon Lay moored with idle sail; He waited for the rising moon, And for the ...
I am the blossom pressed in a book, found again after two hundred years. . . . I am the ...
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
The dappled die-away Cheek and wimpled lip, The gold-wisp, the airy-grey Eye, all in fellowship- This, all this beauty blooming, ...
(Maidens' song from St. Winefred's Well) THE LEADEN ECHO How to kéep-is there ány any, is there none such, nowhere ...
So winter closed its fist And got it stuck in the pump. The plunger froze up a lump In its ...
OH thou cruel deadly-lovely maiden, Tell me what great sin have I committed, That thou keep'st me to the rack ...
OLD age is courteous--no one more: For time after time he knocks at the door, But nobody says, "Walk in, ...
OH thou sweet maiden fair, Thou with the raven hair, Why to the window go? While gazing down below, Art ...
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
These -- saw Visions -- Latch them softly -- These -- held Dimples -- Smooth them slow -- This -- ...
It's coming -- the postponeless Creature -- It gains the Block -- and now -- it gains the Door -- ...
I Years had been from Home And now before the Door I dared not enter, lest a Face I never ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you ...
What I hope (when I hope) is that we'll see each other again,-- . . . and again reach the ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from ...
I hold my honey and I store my bread In little jars and cabinets of my will. I label clearly, ...
As down Mount Emerald at eve I came, The mountain moon went all the way with me. Backward I looked, ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
I know the face of Falsehood and her Tongue Honeyed with unction, Plausible with guile, Are dear to men, whom ...
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
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