A Broadway Idyl (Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems)
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
'T was a pleasant Sunday morning while the spring was in its glory,English spring of gentle glory; smoking by his ...
When tempest winnowed grain from bran;And men were looking for a man,Authority called you to the van, McClellan:Along the line the ...
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,The track aches only when the rain reminds.The one-legged man forgets his leg of ...
Said the Digger: "Soon forgot! Soon forgot, the deeds of war. Better so, may be. . . Why not? Beauty ...
From the undiscovered deep Where the blessed lie at ease --Since the ancient navies keep Empire of the ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
When you go away the wind clicks around to the north The painters work all day but at sundown the ...
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