The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
In Memory of one of the Writer's Family who was a Volunteer during the War with Napoleon In a ferny ...
The Judge is like the Owl -- I've heard my Father tell -- And Owls do build in Oaks -- ...
A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted: And poised therein a bird so bold Sweet ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
Song (Act II, Scene I, lines 65-80) A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted : ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
THE ROSES slanted crimson sobs On the night sky hair of the women, And the long light-fingered men Spoke to ...
Momus is the name men give your face, The brag of its tone, like a long low steamboat whistle Finding ...
When I consider, pro and con, What things my love is built upon -- A curly mouth; a sinewed wrist; ...
So take my vows and scatter them to sea; Who swears the sweetest is no more than human. And say ...
BOWED by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages ...
It chanced his lips did meet her forehead cool. She had no blush, but slanted down her eye. Shamed nature, ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tall With seven-and-twenty hands in all. Twenty to hand and reef and haul, A ...
While at her bedroom window once, Learning her task for school, Little Louisa lonely sat In the morning clear and ...
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