Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc into the green ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The ocean heaves around us still With long and measured swell, The autumn gales our canvas fill, Our ship rides ...
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat ...
The wisdom of nature the choice of natural selection so much at a young age to comprehend, hard to fully ...
The sadness heavy hanging down on her a lead cloak draped over her frame Hope turned to sadness weighing her ...
Lead and wood Fused for a purpose Life changes In blackened ovals Shading, within the lines Fear, struggle. Am I ...
Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast In a field I looked into going past, And the ground almost ...
Henry the Seventh of England Wasn't out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, ...
Long, long, long the trail Through the brooding forest-gloom, Down the shadowy, lonely vale Into silence, like a room Where ...
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, its white flag waving over everything, the landscape vanished, not a ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
THE MARE Alix breaks the world's trotting record one day. I see her heels flash down the dust of an ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
This salt in the saltcellar I once saw in the salt mines. I know you won't believe me, but it ...
I make my way to MacEwen's salient red door To catch some remnants of her A faint scent lifting into ...
"First, do no harm," the Hippocratic Oath begins, but before she might enjoy such balm, the docs had to harm ...
Let not young souls be smothered out before They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride. It is the ...
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