The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
They call it stroke. Two we loved were stunned by that same blow of cudgel or axe to the brow. ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
The yard half a yard, half a lake blue as a corpse. The lake will tell things you long to ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
OLD Winter, with his frosty beard, Thus once to Jove his prayer preferred: "What have I done of all the ...
I count the dismal time by months and years Since last I felt the green sward under foot, And the ...
Five months ago the stream did flow, The lilies bloomed within the sedge, And we were lingering to and fro, ...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor scrubbed the walls vacuumed cleaned the ...
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