To The Royal Society (Abraham Cowley Poems)
I.Philosophy the great and only heirOf all that human knowledge which has binUnforfeited by man's rebellious sin,Though full of years ...
I.Philosophy the great and only heirOf all that human knowledge which has binUnforfeited by man's rebellious sin,Though full of years ...
It is a winter's taleThat the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakesAnd floating fields from the farm in the ...
1white curtains of infinite fatiguedominating the starborn heritage of the colonies of St Franciswhite curtains of tortured destiniesinheriting the calamities ...
All alone in the field Stands John S. Crow; And a curious sight is he, With his ...
What is it now? More trouble?Another Jew? I might have known it.These Jews, they buzz around the tail of troubleLike ...
Across the field, beyond the church. You see the sign post stand.And towards the highway lean and lurch. ...
Behind yellow windows shadows drink hot tea.Yearning people sway on a hardened pondWorkers find a soft woman's corpse.Glowing blue snows ...
Reign of Louis Philippe A great tall column spearing at the sky With a little man on top. Goodness! Tell ...
A bird that I don't know, Hunched on his light-pole like a scarecrow, Looks sideways out into the wheat The ...
Like a drunken dancer trying to catch a mate rejected by those on the sidelines moving from place to place ...
Like a drunk who had a bit too much or maybe the dance of the scarecrow the uncut scenes of ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
Everything here is yellow and green. Listen to its throat, its earthskin, the bone dry voices of the peepers as ...
I stand before the sea and it rolls and rolls in its green blood saying, "Do not give up one ...
Tommy is three and when he's bad his mother dances with him. She puts on the record, "Red Roses for ...
Lone amid the cafe's cheer, Sad of heart am I to-night; Dolefully I drink my beer, But no single line ...
The old war is over the new one has begun between drivers and pedestrians on a Friday in New York ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
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