Before the Altar (Amy Lowell Poem)
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
Words as plain as hen-birds' wings Do not lie, Do not over-broider things - Are too shy. Thoughts that shuffle ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty How he fell with a roll and a rumble And curled up like ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
I thought it made me look more 'working class' (as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!) ...
Beyond M?gdalen and by the Bridge, on a place called there the Plain, In Summer, in a burst of summertime ...
Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence Into this house pour down thy influence, That through each room a ...
I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate, Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it ...
On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert's grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was ...
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War, And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A ...
Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars. The Jew of Malta. POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE The sapient sutlers of the Lord Drift ...
Here comes Kate Summers, who, for gold, Takes any man to bed: "You knew my friend, Nell Barnes," she said; ...
The Beggar Lad -- dies early -- It's Somewhat in the Cold -- And Somewhat in the Trudging feet -- ...
How destitute is he Whose Gold is firm Who finds it every time The small stale Sum -- When Love ...
Sharp was the frost, the wind was high And sparkling stars bedeckt the sky Sly Dick in arts of cunning ...
Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion, Scarce can endure delay of execution, Wait, with impatient readiness, to seize my Soul ...
Hatred and vengence-my eternal portion Scarce can endure delay of execution- Wait with impatient readiness to seize my Soul in ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
Torture will give a dozen pence or more To keep a drab from bawling at his door. The public taste ...
Torture will give a dozen pence or more To keep a drab from bawling at his door. The public taste ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
'Twas Christmastide in Germany, And in the year of 1850, And in the city of Berlin, which is most beautiful ...
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