De Blanco (Whiteness) (Manuel Gutierrez Najera Poems)
What thing than the lily unstained is more white?More pure than the mystic white taper so bright?More chaste than the ...
Poems about mantilla (12 Poems)
Carmen (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
La _Gitanilla!_ tall dragoons In Andalusian afternoons, With ogling eye and compliment Smiled on you, as along you went Some sleepy street of old ...
The Smoke Traveller (Irving Browne Poems)
When I puff my cigarette,Straight I see a Spanish girl,-Mantilla, fan, coquettish curl,Languid airs and dimpled face,Calculating, fatal grace;Hear a ...
My Lady Of Whims (Katharine Lee Bates Poems)
(A medieval Spanish legend slanderously setting forth the utter unreason of woman.)ROMAQUIA sat and wept herLace mantilla full of tears.King ...
Toreador (Jean Cocteau Poems)
Pepita queen of VeniceWhen you go beneath your shutterAll gondoliers call out:Watch out--Toreador!No one rules your heartIn the grand palace ...
Orozco: Does A Fresco For The Revolution (Norman MacLeod Poems)
They are carnalshe is holywith her torn mantillalowly...(Fringing slipperand tangled hairleft an interim silverbare)--Chastity isnow beriddenfor peons do what theyare ...
The Spagnoletto. Act III (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Act III.SCENE I. The studio of the Spagnoletto. RIBERA before his canvas. LUCA in attendance.RIBERA (laying aside his brush).So! I ...
Fragments From “The Brigand.” A Poem. Canto II (Albert Pike Poems)
The silver horn of the advancing tide Had ploughed its highest furrow in the sand, And was retiring. Noon, with ...
Turkey-Cock (D H Lawrence Poems)
YOU ruffled black blossom,You glossy dark wind.Your sort of gorgeousness,Dark and lustrousAnd skinny repulsiveAnd poppy-glossy,Is the gorgeousness that evokes my ...
Selections FromThe Book Of Love (Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff Poems)
O MIRACLE of love! You whom I adore unto delirium, Your arms are white lilies upon my bosom. Stars encircle ...
The Funny Kittens (Carolyn Wells Poems)
Once there were some silly kittens, And they knitted woolly mittens To bestow upon the freezing Hottentots. But the Hottentots ...
Drunk (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
Too far away, oh love, I know, To save me from this haunted road, Whose lofty roses break and blow ...