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 ...
(I) if you can't scientifically explain it dawkins says it has no value - some hope inside the mechanical framework ...
My Valentine isn't always nice and sweet, Some of those qualities she doesn't always meet; She spends all day raising ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
As silent as a mirror is believed Realities plunge in silence by . . . I am not ready for ...
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white. Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I A washing hangs upon the line, but it's not mine. None of the things that I can see belong ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
I KNOW an ice handler who wears a flannel shirt with pearl buttons the size of a dollar, And he ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through ...
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