The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
I met Jack Ellis in town to-day -- Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack -- Ten years ago, from ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
A much-discerning Public hold The Singer generally sings And prints and sells his past for gold. Whatever I may here ...
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
I wasn't there when you took your first breath when you staggered and fell learning to walk But I'm happy ...
driving north on the interstate verdant fields and forest beside me looking, ever expectantly, into the green mist, the present ...
A daughter's prayer, for a best friend, a hurting soul, torn apart staggered by the punches the body blows, gut ...
The Sun -- just touched the Morning -- The Morning -- Happy thing -- Supposed that He had come to ...
He scanned it -- staggered -- Dropped the Loop To Past or Period -- Caught helpless at a sense as ...
How many times these low feet staggered -- Only the soldered mouth can tell -- Try -- can you stir ...
It is a pristine page, clean on the blue screen where I compose, I don't expect it to stay that ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Whenas-(I love that "whenas" word- It shows I am a poet, too,) Q. Horace Flaccus gaily stirred The welkin with ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
An apple arc'd toward Kleitos; whose great King wroth & of wine did study where his sword, sneaked away, might ...
Westward, hit a low note, for a roarer lost across the Sound but north from Bremerton, hit a way down ...
Under her dark veil she wrung her hands. "Why are you so pale today?" "Because I made him drink of ...
I was making my way home late one night this summer, when I staggered into a snow drift. Her eyes ...
The 27th Regiment has mutinied at Kalapore; That was the substance of a telegram, which caused great uproar, At Sattara, ...
I staggered on through darkness, There was a hazy sky, a few stars Which I followed as best I could. ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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