The Lesson (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Let us admit it fairly, as a business people should, We have had no end of a lesson: it will ...
Let us admit it fairly, as a business people should, We have had no end of a lesson: it will ...
It was in the old days, When she used to hang out at a place Called Club Zombie, A black ...
The shepherd's brow, fronting forked lightning, owns The horror and the havoc and the glory Of it. Angels fall, they ...
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
Our parents, and grandparents perhaps more than all others teaching us our faith the core of what we believe In ...
Our acts, our loving words become the fragrance of Christ The spirit-filled consciousness of the loving lamb of God Memory-laden ...
Not a Gorton's Fisherman, no he doesn't have the hands, the weathered brow, the smell of fish, or the sound ...
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
Where were you Shirley of the Sanguine Lake? Where did you disappear? The echoes of your empty house Were almost ...
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
When I think of the many people who privately despise children, I can't say I'm completely shocked, having been one. ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
LONG since, I lived beneath vast porticoes, By many ocean-sunsets tinged and fired, Where mighty pillars, in majestic rows, Seemed ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
By the far Samoan shore, Where the league-long rollers pour All the wash of the Pacific on the coral-guarded bay, ...
All summer we moved in a villa brimful of echos, Cool as the pearled interior of a conch. Bells, hooves, ...
You see them vanish in their speeding cars, The many people hastening through the world, And wonder what they would ...
I am not the piston in the flower or The bulging seed throttled by pollen But a separate figure expectant ...
Oh! beautiful Oban with your lovely bay, Your surroundings are magnificent on a fine summer-day; There the lover of the ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
I A wide-spring meadow in a rosy dawn Bedropt with virgin buds; an orient sky Fleeced with a dappled cloud ...
Here is a voice that soundeth low and far And lyricvoice of wind among the pines, Where the untroubled, glimmering ...
They told me I had three months to live, So I crept to Bernadotte, And sat by the mill for ...
The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls like a fainting bird across the fields to where her flock ...
Love, you have led me to the strand, Here, where the stilly, sunset sea, Ever receding silently, Lays bare a ...
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