Arms And The Man – The Oaks And The Tempest (James Barron Hope Poems)
Oaks multiplied apace, and o'er the seas Big rumors went in many a winding ring; And stories fabulous on every breeze Swept to ...
Oaks multiplied apace, and o'er the seas Big rumors went in many a winding ring; And stories fabulous on every breeze Swept to ...
In the Quarter of the NegroesWhere the doors are doors of paperDust of dingy atomsBlows a scratchy sound.Amorphous jack-o'-Lanterns caperAnd ...
Dark on the gold west, Mexico hung inscrutable like a curtain of heavy velvet Before a lighted shrine. Black on the west All Mexico ...
And it was at that age… Poetry arrivedin search of me. I don't know, I don't know whereit came from, ...
In the slums of Tondo, people dwellin shacks of cardboard, bits of bamboo,corrugated metal, and a few cement blocks.They come ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
Over the smooth lawns, broider'd with violets, Over the hedges of snow-white thorn, Over the billowy, pink apple-blossoms, ...
Bloody Fight Point. In the younger days of the colonies,When minions of the king held ...
Whene'er I fragrant coffee drink,I on the generous Frenchman think,Whose noble perseverance boreThe tree to Martinico's shore.While yet her colony ...
The full September moon sheds floods of light,And all the bayou's face is gemmed with starsSave where are dropped fantastic ...
In that timeWhen civilization struck with insultsWhen holy water struck domesticated browsThe vultures built in the shadow of their clawsThe ...
Still the garden blossoms bravely,Though the Year is nearly done,Fresh chrysanthemums are shiningIn the pale and wintry sun.Such a number ...
Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come, and buy: If so be you ask me where They ...
The tractor stands frozen - an agony To think of. All night Snow packed its open entrails. Now a head-pincering ...
Up the ash tree climbs the ivy, Up the ivy climbs the sun, With a twenty-thousand pattering, Has a valley ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
HA! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I canna say but ye strunt rarely, Owre ...
ON SEEING ONE ON A LADY'S BONNET AT CHURCH Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie! Your impudence protects you ...
Fishing boat pursue water love hill spring Both banks peach blossom arrive ancient river crossing Travel look red tree not ...
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures: Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe ...
"I'd rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid". Hattie McDaniel. I'm ...
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