A Lovers’ Quarrel (Robert Browning Poems)
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! Rescue my Castle, before the hot day Brightens the blue from its silvery grey, ...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth And feel her strength through all your veins; Breathe her full odors, ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
IS there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare ...
Is there, for honest Poverty That hings his head, and a' that; The coward-slave, we pass him by, We dare ...
"Yes," I answered you last night; "No," this morning, Sir, I say. Colours seen by candlelight, Will not look the ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy And the dimpling stream runs laughing by, When the air ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
often it is the only thing between you and impossibility. no drink, no woman's love, no wealth can match it. ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
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