Japan,–Old And New (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
The son of a Japanese lord am I,--A Prince of the olden time;My hair is white, though black as nightIn ...
The son of a Japanese lord am I,--A Prince of the olden time;My hair is white, though black as nightIn ...
HARK! the Lambeth Guardians sing:Glory to the new-born King;Glory to the gun and swordThat will teach the German hordeIn a ...
Over the hills, as the pewee flies, Under the blue of the Southern skies; Over the hills, where the red-bird wings Like a ...
An unwrapped icon, too potent to touch, she freed my breasts from the camp Empire dress. Now one of them's ...
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
It's Wednesday, September 6th and a birthday, again, these things arrive tediously on time with wry regularity - and sadly, ...
That bright chimeric beast Conceived yet never born, Save in the poet's breast, The white-flanked unicorn, Never may be shaken ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
ANCIEN REGIME I Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely, As ...
I hate you, rubber souls, you seem to stretch to fit any regime. They'll give a yawning smile, stretched wide, ...
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