Mephistopheles the Pediatrician (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Short cropped hair of black Full beard of stubble, four days old Gray joining the jagged black shards Menacing, reaching ...
Short cropped hair of black Full beard of stubble, four days old Gray joining the jagged black shards Menacing, reaching ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
At the first hour, it was as if one said, "Arise." At the second hour, it was as if one ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
TO MISS GRACE KING Down in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way At ...
I AM always inclined to suspect The best story under the sun As soon as by chance I detect That ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient's Bed; Enquiring, how he did ...
Two lovers by a moss-grown spring: They leaned soft cheeks together there, Mingled the dark and sunny hair, And heard ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
A man stumbled on some rat droppings. Hey, who put those there? That's dangerous, he said. His wife said, those ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
They sleep well here, These fisher-folk who passed their anxious days In fierce Atlantic ways; And found not there, Beneath ...
I pray thee leave, love me no more, Call home the heart you gave me. I but in vain that ...
"Christ of the Andes," Christ of Everywhere, Great lover of the hills, the open air, And patient lover of impatient ...
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
You see I cannot see -- your lifetime -- I must guess -- How many times it ache for me ...
Just so -- Jesus -- raps -- He -- doesn't weary -- Last -- at the Knocker -- And first ...
The Gentian weaves her fringes -- The Maple's loom is red -- My departing blossoms Obviate parade. A brief, but ...
She bore it till the simple veins Traced azure on her hand -- Til pleading, round her quiet eyes The ...
A happy lip -- breaks sudden -- It doesn't state you how It contemplated -- smiling -- Just consummated -- ...
To know just how He suffered -- would be dear -- To know if any Human eyes were near To ...
I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, Eyes -- I wonder if It weighs like Mine -- Or ...
In a cafe, once more I heard Your voice - those sparse and frugal notes. Do they not say that ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord, And cheer me from the north; Blow on the treasures of thy word, ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
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