The Red Lacquer Music-Stand (Amy Lowell Poem)
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
all is still on this starless night the mountain waits quiescent as a cat smoothing crag and chasm to a ...
Standing on the schoolhouse grounds waiting for the bus to come the batter and pushing of the teens and those ...
The bright light of the saints glowing on the altar, shimmering, reverberating, living light dancing in the murmur, the little ...
It's snowing now as I write this note. Little temporal curtains of snow like pages of paper which materialize and ...
Three together, down the road a sprint to a court date, saving at the end, of the journey second-hand smoke, ...
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the ...
At dawn I dreamed of wispy clouds, I had the time to wield and watched the regimented lines of cirrus ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
There are many that I miss having sent my last one out a car window sparking along the road one ...
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles ...
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . Draw three cards, and lay them down, Rest ...
Water ruffled and speckled by galloping wind Which puffs and spurts it into tiny pashing breaks Dashed with lemon-yellow afternoon ...
The evening comes, the fields are still. The tinkle of the thirsty rill, Unheard all day, ascends again; Deserted is ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
to find the origin, trace back the manifestations. Tao Between being and non-being barely there these sails of water, ice, ...
Three jolly Farmers Once bet a pound Each dance the others would Off the ground. Out of their coats They ...
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
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