A Reverie (Joanna Baillie Poems)
Beside a spreading elm, from whose high boughsLike knotted tufts the crow's light dwelling shows,Where screen'd from northern blasts, and ...
Beside a spreading elm, from whose high boughsLike knotted tufts the crow's light dwelling shows,Where screen'd from northern blasts, and ...
IAh, who will tell me, in these leaden days,Why the sweet Spring delays,And where she hides,-the dear desire Of every heart ...
Draw back the cradle curtains, Kate,While watch and ward you're keeping,Let's see the monarch in his state,And view him while ...
for Paul Levitt Be perpendicular to the basket,toes avid for the line.Already this descriptionis perilously abstract: the balland basket are ...
Brown eyes,Straight nose;Dirt pies,Rumpled clothes;Torn books,Spoilt toys;Arch looks,Unlike a boy's;Little rages,Obvious arts;(Three her age is,)Cakes, tarts;Falling downOff chairs;Breaking crownDown stairs;Catching ...
Upon the Rink the Lady sat,Beside her lay her dainty hat,All crumpled;She looked the picture of distress,So dusty was her ...
The leaves dance, the leaves sing,The leaves dance in the breath of the Spring.I bid them dance,I bid them sing,For ...
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
An ode after Easter.Cast wide the folding doorways of the East,For now is light increased!And the wind-besomed chambers of the ...
The deil's in that bit bairn o' mine, for every noo and thanHe gies me siccan frichts, that whiles for ...
Polly's patchwork--oh, dear me!-- Truly is a sight to see. Rumpled, crumpled, soiled, and frayed-- Will the quilt be ever ...
Mamma has bought a calendar, And every single page Has pictures on of little girls 'Most just about my age. ...
Will my heavenly wings be splendidWill they sparkle like the dew?Will they be rhinestones and pendantsIn my halo all shiny ...
A fat young man plays with a pond.The wind has caught itself in a tree.The pale sky seems to be ...
I touch you in the night, whose gift was you, My careless sprawler, And I touch you cold, unstirring, star-bemused, ...
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was Rolling with the Wind ...
1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
There are places where the eye can starve, But not here. Here, for example, is The Piazza Navona, & here ...
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