Four Races (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
He was our witness, one of our elders, telling a tapestry reading the threads of the story different fibers woven ...
She wonders if I believe the words I write about her faith, her beliefs, her love of God Her submission ...
canaries in the mineshaft modern signs, metaphors, harbingers the web on the brink corals in decline icecaps melting deserts growing ...
natural bounty of her affection archaic words, too formal for the modern age They were her children those she loves, ...
Why she asked Innocent, or was it? Cringe of every curmudgeon Fear of every manager Like Charlie in Modern Times ...
A fence of wattles Placed just so in the mud shaped in labyrinth out in the current by the landing, ...
I was sitting there in the traffic, waiting for the light the heat and humidity building in the van, one ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
WHO knows the world will never feel surprise, When men are duped by artful women's eves; Though death his weapon ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really ...
MISS NANCY ELLICOTT Strode across the hills and broke them, Rode across the hills and broke them- The barren New ...
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the God of Love was born: I cannot ...
It did not surprise me -- So I said -- or thought -- She will stir her pinions And the ...
We took turns Watching seagulls there Walking on A tilted shore Of ancient waves And modern ships Sparkling in a ...
How do you win a football game? Not by skill alone or clever plays, in modern days the game has ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
The Druids waved their golden knives And danced around the Oak When they had sacrificed a man; But though the ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab: He suggested curves of beauty, Curves pervading all his figure, Which the eye might follow ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
I am a young executive. No cuffs than mine are cleaner; I have a Slimline brief-case and I use the ...
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