The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Throughout the echoing chambers of my brain I hear your words in mournful cadence toll Like some slow passing-bell which ...
Among the blight-killed eucalypts, among trees and bushes rusted by Christmas frosts, the yards and hillsides exhausted by five years ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, ...
is by admitting or opening away. This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving through blue; blue through purple; ...
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way ...
Ignoring the winds the resistance of this world persevering in Grace heralding your word Carrying Christ's message wanting to change ...
Sitting down with evil pure oppression willing to crush resistance to silence other voices Sitting down with evil Like Goebbels ...
Trying to be faithful to the teachings of Christ seeking his grace in my daily life Straining forward against the ...
By love, not by hate with light piercing the darkness tyranny, oppression false truth falling down Such was the way ...
The canoe paddle, cuts through the surface, the skin of the lake, breaking the water's surface stirring the water as ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
What tree may not the fig be gathered from? The grape may not be gathered from the birch? It's all ...
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
Pruning the rosebush the ache of the summer heat on my shoulders, the feel of the living stalk between fingers, ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Indeed I live in the dark ages! A guileless word is an absurdity. A smooth forehead betokens A hard heart. ...
Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect, Who to woman deny the soul's future existence! Could they see thee, Eliza, ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
I like walking on streets as black and wet as this one now, at two in the solemnly musical morning, ...
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