A Clock Stopped – Not The Mantel’s (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A clock stopped — not the mantel's Geneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still.An awe ...
A clock stopped — not the mantel's Geneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still.An awe ...
We are a regiment, whose martial cryIs the cry of peace! Above war's puppet deadOur avenging banner trails across the ...
It was a slaughter all those of an age all under two years old put to death to assuage the ...
He rose to speak of not one but the dance of two kings two men of different moment different weight ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
"God said I am tired of kings." -- EMERSON God said, "I am tired of kings,"-- But that was a ...
A Clock stopped -- Not the Mantel's -- Geneva's farthest skill Can't put the puppet bowing -- That just now ...
Yes, I being the terrible puppet of my dreams, shall lavish this on you- the dense mine of the orchid, ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his head From Thetis' lap, I raised myself from bed, And mounting steed, ...
We caught the tread of dancing feet, We loitered down the moonlit street, And stopped beneath the harlot's house. Inside, ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
There was an unwanted child. Aborted by three modern methods she hung on to the womb, hooked onto I building ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in ...
And wherefore have they come, this warlike band, That o'er the ocean many a weary day Have tossed; and now ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Viciousness in the kitchen! The potatoes hiss. It is all Hollywood, windowless, The fluorescent light wincing on and off like ...
But where began the change; and what's my crime? The wretch condemned, who has not been arraigned, Chafes at his ...
They say one king is mad. Perhaps. Who knows? They say one king is doddering and grey. They say one ...
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