Epilogue To The Breakfast-Table Series (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POETAT A BOOKSTOREAnno Domini 1972A CRAZY bookcase, placed beforeA low-price dealer's open door;Therein arrayed in broken rowsA ragged crew of ...
AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POETAT A BOOKSTOREAnno Domini 1972A CRAZY bookcase, placed beforeA low-price dealer's open door;Therein arrayed in broken rowsA ragged crew of ...
BLUE, the wreaths of smoke, like drooping bannersFrom the flaming battlements of sunsetHung suspended; and within his whareHipe, last of ...
Sit still, I say, and dispense with heroics!I hurt your wrists? Well, you have hurt me.It is time you found ...
Oh ... there was love in her heart--no doubt of it-- Under the anger. But ...
Hey, there! Listen awhile! Listen awhile, and come.Down in the street there are marching feet, and I hear the beat ...
You know there is not much that I desire, a few chrysanthemums half lying on the grass, yellow and brown ...
A pencil, sir; a penny -- won't you buy? I'm cold and wet and tired, a sorry plight; Don't turn ...
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
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