Sale By Auction (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
I went to an auctionTo bid for a chair;I bought a stuffed pheasantBecause it was there.I went to an auctionTo ...
I went to an auctionTo bid for a chair;I bought a stuffed pheasantBecause it was there.I went to an auctionTo ...
Away the startled pheasant flies, With lazy movement of his wings. Borne was my heart's lord from my eyes;-- ...
Face of pheasant is an atmospheric event I've learnt this from the hunter-columnist of Luck Wild ducks beat wings on ...
Translated From the Japanese of Kaik-no Motto-no Hitomaro(seventh and eighth centuries).This night,Long like the drooping feathersOf the pheasant,The chain of ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
It's mid-winter and the sunrise knows it, and wakes me with a shudder; I'm just a man. For 5 cold ...
The pheasant cries as if it just noticed the mountain. (Kobayashi Issa)
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
WHERE the pheasant roosts at night, Lonely, drowsy, out of sight, Where the evening breezes sigh Solitary, there stray I. ...
The Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat: If you offer him pheasant he would rather have grouse. If you ...
We used to picnic where the thrift Grew deep and tufted to the edge; We saw the yellow foam flakes ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
In elder days, in Saturn's prime, Ere baldness seized the head of Time, While truant Jove, in infant pride, Play'd ...
Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box, of white roses And of phlox. And upon a honeysuckle branch Three snails hanging ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
You said you would kill it this morning. Do not kill it. It startles me still, The jut of that ...
Some singers sing of ladies' eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike ways, And course ones ...
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