New York at Night (Amy Lowell Poem)
A near horizon whose sharp jags Cut brutally into a sky Of leaden heaviness, and crags Of houses lift their ...
A near horizon whose sharp jags Cut brutally into a sky Of leaden heaviness, and crags Of houses lift their ...
'E was warned agin' 'er -- That's what made 'im look; She was warned agin' 'im -- That is why ...
(Foot-Service to the Hills) In the name of the Empress of India, make way, O Lords of the Jungle, wherever ...
If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back, If you've ever snigged the washin' from the line, If ...
We pace each other for a long time. I packed my anger with the beef jerky. You are the baby ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
A young man of strong body, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker's portion of the street stretching his hand ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
Stand fast, Great Britain! Together England, Scotland, Ireland stand One in the faith that makes a mighty land, True to ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
Death's Waylaying not the sharpest Of the thefts of Time -- There Marauds a sorer Robber, Silence -- is his ...
I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber'd like the look of -- Wooden barred, And Windows hanging ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
In the licorice fields at Pontefract My love and I did meet And many a burdened licorice bush Was blooming ...
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
Near the village of Udorf, on the banks of the Rhine, There lived a miller and his family, once on ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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