The Wishing-Caps (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
The banked oars fell an hundred strong, And backed and threshed and ground, But bitter was the rowers' song As ...
"The Mother Hive"-- Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of ...
Crossing the frontier they were stopped in time, Told, quite politely, they would have to wait: Passports in order, nothing ...
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
IN the deepest nights of Winter To the Muses kind oft cried I: "Not a ray of morn is gleaming, ...
ONE day a shameless and impudent wight Went into a shop full of steel wares bright, Arranged with art upon ...
Then a lawyer said, "But what of our Laws, master?" And he answered: You delight in laying down laws, Yet ...
The healed Heart shows its shallow scar With confidential moan -- Not mended by Mortality Are Fabrics truly torn -- ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I'M like some king in whose corrupted veins Flows ag?d blood; who rules a land of rains; Who, young in ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
I love you - though it makes me beat, Though vain it seems, and melancholy - Yet to this shameless, ...
I was a cottage maiden Hardened by sun and air Contented with my cottage mates, Not mindful I was fair. ...
Come, my songs, let us express our baser passions. Let us express our envy for the man with a steady ...
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join ...
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; Contrariwise, my blood runs cold When little boys ...
I pull the bed slowly open, I open the lips of the bed, get the stack of fresh underpants out ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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