Middle Aged Lovers, II (Erica Jong Poem)
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
IF the loved one, the well-known one, Should return as he departed, On his lips would ring my kisses, Though ...
Aha! a traitor in the camp, A rebel strangely bold,-- A lisping, laughing, toddling scamp, Not more than four years ...
Strange that the city thoroughfare, Noisy and bustling all the day, Should with the night renounce its care, And lend ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
I taste a liquor never brewed -- From Tankards scooped in Pearl -- Not all the Vats upon the Rhine ...
My dear old father, who always loved me the same; my dear old father I lament who died the day ...
(Ezekiel, xxxvi. 25-28) The Lord proclaims His grace abroad! "Behold, I change your hearts of stone; Each shall renounce his ...
I was a grovelling creature once, And basely cleaved to earth: I wanted spirit to renounce The clod that gave ...
"How seldom, friend! a good great man inherits Honour or wealth with all his worth and pains! It sounds like ...
Music I love - but never strain Could kindle raptures so divine, So grief assuage, so conquer pain, And rouse ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
And therefore if to love can be desert, I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale As these you see, ...
Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow, Next year and when I'm fifty; still good-by. This is the leave ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
If there were more than one of me I'd shave my head and grow my beard I'd be a Doctor ...
(Note: - Pocahontas is buried at Gravesend, England.) "Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in ...
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