Afternoon Rain in State Street (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone ...
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine, We were melted in the furnace and the pit-- We were ...
Now the New Year, reviving last Year's Debt, The Thoughtful Fisher casteth wide his Net; So I with begging Dish ...
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
DEVOUTEST of my Sunday friends, The patient Organ-blower bends; I see his figure sink and rise, (Forgive me, Heaven, my ...
The tractor stands frozen - an agony To think of. All night Snow packed its open entrails. Now a head-pincering ...
What a project to move a ten by ten heavy, dead weight heavy wooden shed from the middle of the ...
On a Columnar Self -- How ample to rely In Tumult -- or Extremity -- How good the Certainty That ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
What I hope (when I hope) is that we'll see each other again,-- . . . and again reach the ...
Farewell love and all thy laws forever; Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more. Senec and Plato call me ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
I All all and all the dry worlds lever, Stage of the ice, the solid ocean, All from the oil, ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
Now the stock have started dying, for the Lord has sent a drought; But we're sick of prayers and Providence ...
The track that led to Carmody's is choked and overgrown, The suckers of the stringybark have made the place their ...
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot, There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot, So ...
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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