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 ...
On the day of the explosion Shadows pointed towards the pithead. In the sun the slagheap slept. Down the lane ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
Did they send me away from my cat and my wife To a doctor who poked me and counted my ...
The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a ...
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
Out in the woods in the city, tracks in the snow marking the territory of the many denizens of this ...
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits; Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work. Just ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
"You come and see me, boys," he said; "You'll find a welcome and a bed And whisky any time you ...
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung ...
The lemon sunlight poured out far between things inhabits a coolness. Mosquitoes have subsided, flies are for later heat. Every ...
Ye lovers of the picturesque, away and see Beautiful Balmoral, near by the River Dee; There ye will see the ...
Bonnie Clara, will you go to the bonnie Sidlaw hills And pu' the blooming heather, and drink from their rills? ...
All ye pleasure-seekers, where'er ye be, I pray ye all be advised by me, Go and visit Tayport on the ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Our trees are aspens, but people mistake them for birches; they think of us as characters in a Russian novel, ...
I had a penny, A bright new penny, I took my penny To the market square. I wanted a rabbit, ...
IT'S a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are ...
At first I suspected something -- She acted so calm and absent-minded. And one day I heard the back door ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
First light. This misted field is the world, that man slipping the greased bolt back and forth, that man tunneled ...
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