The Eagle, The Sow, And The Cat (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Mr Brain was a hermit dwarf who liked to eat shellfish off the moon. He liked to go into a ...
I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes in which we sleep We together Have made for ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
The thought beneath so slight a film -- Is more distinctly seen -- As laces just reveal the surge -- ...
The Future -- never spoke -- Nor will He -- like the Dumb -- Reveal by sign -- a syllable ...
Shall I take thee, the Poet said To the propounded word? Be stationed with the Candidates Till I have finer ...
As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result -- Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect -- If when ...
I never told the buried gold Upon the hill -- that lies -- I saw the sun -- his plunder ...
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning -- The Violet -- is Noon -- The Yellow -- Day -- ...
We came to find the place contained in legendary tracts, the hidden land of fulsome wealth that we had sorely ...
Nothing came to claim my muse, instead I dreamed of freedoms neatly folded in a treasure chest lying in the ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
In these darkened rooms, where I spend oppresive days, I pace to and fro to find the windows. -- When ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
FEAR not, dear love, that I'll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ; No eye shall see, nor ...
As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay With canvas drooping, side by side, Two towers of sail at dawn of ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake! Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are ...
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
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