Miss Thompson Goes Shopping (Martin Armstrong Poems)
Miss Thompson at HomeIn her lone cottage on the downs,With winds and blizzards and great crownsOf shining cloud, with wheeling ...
Miss Thompson at HomeIn her lone cottage on the downs,With winds and blizzards and great crownsOf shining cloud, with wheeling ...
Late Medical Officer of Health for West Kent, and formerly ofBirkenhead_.DIED DECEMBER 12TH, 1884.Broken the silver cord! the harp unstrung!And ...
When tobacco came, When Raleigh did first bring inThe unfabled herb, the plant of peace, the kingOf comfort bringers, then ...
THE BROWN EYES came from Asia, where all mystery is true,Ere the masters of Soul Secrets dreamed of hazel, grey, ...
No personal; a God divinely crowned With gold and raised upon a golden throne Deep in a golden glory, whence he nods Man ...
Out of the night you burn, Manhattan,In a vesture of gold -Span of innumerable arcs,Flaring and multiplying -Gold at the ...
In different clearness of rays,In addling amalgam of visionsWe always live in world's things' reignWith its triad of space division.And ...
She may count three little daisies very wellBy multiplying to either six nine or fourteenOr she can be well mentioned ...
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous v?mes, mon ?me,Ce beau matin d'?t? si doux:Au d?tour d'un sentier une charogne inf?meSur un lit ...
"TELL me, O tell, what kind of thing is Wit, Thou who Master art ...
To cheer the Prince, his aged friendHis pleasing converse loves to lend;And, as his lips events relate,AMANTOR asks ...
FOR him the stale conventions, habits, allThe thoughts men bow beneath, make virtueseemItself a fashion - whence rank cities teemWith ...
In your extended absence, you permit me use of earth, anticipating some return on investment. I must report failure in ...
Building, growing as each candle was lit echoing off the glass the brass of the cross the gathering glow the ...
By the Lord's blessing, the food consecrated a pattern of blessing, breaking, sharing; but they became the blessing in giving ...
For the chosen people the people of the first covenant the covenant of blood told by God, to multiply in ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
LET other heroes boast their scars, The marks of sturt and strife: And other poets sing of wars, The plagues ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
From love's first fever to her plague, from the soft second And to the hollow minute of the womb, From ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
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