To John Gorham Palfrey (James Russell Lowell Poems)
There are who triumph in a losing cause,Who can put on defeat, as 'twere a wreathUnwithering in the adverse popular ...
There are who triumph in a losing cause,Who can put on defeat, as 'twere a wreathUnwithering in the adverse popular ...
Whilom in Kent there liv'd a jolly Swain,Young Colinet, the Genius of the Plain;Sonnets he wrote, could sing and whistle ...
The unhappy man, who once has trailed a pen,Lives not to please himself, but other men;Is always drudging, wastes his ...
"There's never a dull moment in the human body." -The Insight LadyDear old equivocal and closest friend,Grand Vizier to a weak ...
You are mistaken, he saidI am neither lecher nor womanizer.If I'm crazy about womenit's for the beautysome pitying devil threw ...
It didn't help for him to drive the quillsOf porcupines into his lecher's flesh -His pandemonian senses uttered shrillExpulsive cries ...
HARK! Young Democracy from sleep Our careless sentries raps: A backwash from the Future's deep Our Evil's foreland laps. Unknown, ...
Jove, be merciful to that unfortunate womanOr an ornamental death will be held to your debit,The time is come, the ...
. . . They caught him at the bend. He and his sonSat in the car, revolvers in their laps.From ...
O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
Mine own John Poynz, since ye delight to know The cause why that homeward I me draw, And flee the ...
Poem by Anne-Marie Derése. Tu m'as donnè une arme Dans le troupeau humain, tu as lancè tes mots commes des ...
Pure? What does it mean? The tongues of hell Are dull, dull as the triple Tongues of dull, fat Cerebus ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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