A Voice From The Dungeon (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
I dreamt I was in love again With the One Before the Last, And smiled to greet the pleasant pain ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Henry of Donnybrook bred like a pig, bred when he was brittle, bred when big, how he's sweating to support ...
Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way, No chickadee was troubled, small moss smiled on his swift passage. ...
Here, whence all have departed orwill do, here airless, where that witchy ball wanted, fought toward, dreamed of, all a ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
starving there, sitting around the bars, and at night walking the streets for hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to ...
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
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