Sunshine through a Cobwebbed Window (Amy Lowell Poem)
What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapestries, Of outworn, childish mysteries, Vague pageants woven on a web of dream! ...
What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapestries, Of outworn, childish mysteries, Vague pageants woven on a web of dream! ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear ...
Up attic, Lucas Harrison, God rest his frugal bones, once kept a tidy account by knifecut of some long-gone harvest. ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
The white moth to the closing bine, The bee to the opened clover, And the gipsy blood to the gipsy ...
Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel; ...
Gulls perched on the pilings a cormorant coursing low toward the open sea a breeze inland from the Atlantic up ...
Okay, for those who don't speak German, the title of the poem is "A Boat in a Bottle" and that's ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea ...
The perilous yellow sun follows with its slant eyes masts of the shuddered grove steaming up to capsize in the ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Ye landsmen all attend my verse, and I'll tell to ye a tale Concerning the barque "Wm. Paterson" that was ...
'Twas on the 8th of January 1881, That a terrific gale along the English Channel ran, And spread death and ...
When the lucent skies of morning flush with dawning rose once more, And waves of golden glory break adown the ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tall With seven-and-twenty hands in all. Twenty to hand and reef and haul, A ...
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