The Torpedo (Hattie Howard Poems)
Valiant sons of the sea, All the vast deep, your home, Holds no terror so dread As this novel and unseen foe, Lurking under ...
Valiant sons of the sea, All the vast deep, your home, Holds no terror so dread As this novel and unseen foe, Lurking under ...
I am an announcement of the great Urge.I am an enactor of its agonies and joys.I am an inheritant of ...
Hail Flag of the Union! Hail Flag of the free!That floateth so proudly o'er land and o'er seaThy Stars and ...
How long the storm may last, the west wind blow! The wreck how long endure the angry waves! How long, my Love, ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
1.SO shall abundant entrance me be givenInto the truth, my life's inheritance.Lo! as the sun shoots straight from out his ...
O swift forerunners, rosy with the race!Spirits of dawn, divinely manifestBehind your blushing banners in the sky,Daring invaders of Night's ...
You did not know, — how could you, dear, —How much you stood for? Life in youRetained its touch of ...
Stupefy my heart to every day's monotony, Seal up my eyes, I would not look so far, Chasten my steps ...
Fresh, through the mist of ages past, Thou risest on our view,As when from Judah's waving fields, Thy footsteps brushed ...
I I saw a slowly-stepping train -- Lined on the brows, scoop-eyed and bent and hoar -- Following in files ...
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the ...
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
"What distillate can be discovered from herbs of a witching brew," said an aesthete, "what distillate prepared according to the ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Come, bright-eyed maid, Pure offspring of the tranquil mind, Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
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