When I Was Still A Youthful Wight (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
WHEN I was still a youthful wight,So full of enjoyment and merry,The painters used to assert, in spite,That my features ...
WHEN I was still a youthful wight,So full of enjoyment and merry,The painters used to assert, in spite,That my features ...
Knit, knit, knit, knit! See old white-capped Pussy sit, Fairly gray with worry and care, In her ...
Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch ...
Vot roombles down de Bergstrass? Vot a grash ish in de air! Mit a desberate gonfusion, Und a gry of ...
The Nutcrackers sate by a plate on the table, The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate at his side;And the ...
I'm a lover of night-life in LondonWhen I start I can go pretty fastI've blotted me copy book I must ...
From everything a little remained.From my fear. From your disgust.From stifled cries. From the rosea little remained.A little remained of ...
"Teapots and Quails,Snuffers and Snails,Set him a sailingand see how he sails!..Mitres and Beams,Thimbles and Creams,Set him a screamingand hark! ...
Your midriff sags toward your knees; your breast lie down in air, their nipples as uninvolved as warm starfish. You ...
You may call, you may callBut the little black cats won't hear you.The little black cats are maddenedBy the bright ...
the young novice at the tea stallhas taken a vow of silencewhen you ask him a questionhe exorciseby sprinkling dishwater ...
Higher than the handsomest hotel The lucent comb shows up for miles, but see, All round it close-ribbed streets rise ...
Snapped to attention the change in the weather Christ speaking and the waves the winds calmed to stillness Eyes wide ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
INSCRIBED WITH ALL FAITH AND AFFECTION To all the little children: -- The happy ones; and sad ones; The sober ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Lone amid the cafe's cheer, Sad of heart am I to-night; Dolefully I drink my beer, But no single line ...
She had thought the studio would keep itself; no dust upon the furniture of love. Half heresy, to wish the ...
I could stare for hours at her, the woman stepping out of her bath, breasts bare, towel around her waist, ...
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