Untitled #4 (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
all the fears of childhoodall the dreams of terrornightmares, the loneliness of childrenthe sense of guilta face pale as the ...
all the fears of childhoodall the dreams of terrornightmares, the loneliness of childrenthe sense of guilta face pale as the ...
Mr. Inkle to Mrs. Dinah Inkle, at Glocester Containing A slight Sketch of a travel'd Man--Continuation of the Ball--An Affair ...
I.Faith, there's a hantle queer complaintsTo cheenge puir sinners into saints,An' mony divers ways o' deein'That doctors hae a chance ...
He's a muckle man, Sandy, he's mair nor sax fitA size that's no' handy for wark i' the pit,But frae ...
(Caused by "The Ethics of Misquotation" in the November _Atlantic Monthly_.)Quotation! Brother to ...
Listen, soldier, to the tale of the tender nightingale, 'Tis a charm that soon will ease your ...
What time I seek my virtuous couch to steal Some surcease from the labours of the day,Ere silence like a ...
He was a real lady killer a women's man for sure an entomologist in training he had fruit flies growing, ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
(1) This is the sea, then, this great abeyance. How the sun's poultice draws on my inflammation. Electrifyingly-colored sherbets, scooped ...
Kindness glides about my house. Dame Kindness, she is so nice! The blue and red jewels of her rings smoke ...
First, are you our sort of a person? Do you wear A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch, A ...
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