Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
The squatter saw his pastures wide Decrease, as one by one The farmers moving to the west Selected on his ...
A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees ...
LACON. For a kiss or two, confess, What doth cause this pensiveness, Thou most lovely neat-herdess? Why so lonely on ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their ...
When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Was ever a maiden so worried? I'll admit I am partial to Jim, For Jimmie has promised to wed me ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here and there rests on a ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
It is the season of the sweet wild rose, My Lady's emblem in the heart of me! So golden-crownèd shines ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
Had she come all the way for this, To part at last without a kiss? Yea, had she borne the ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
Into the golden vessel of great song Let us pour all our passion; breast to breast Let other lovers lie, ...
With Apologies to Mr. Swinburne. For repose I have sighed and have struggled ; have sigh'd and have struggled in ...
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