The Bombardment (Amy Lowell Poem)
Slowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, ...
Slowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
The centuries found me to nations unknown - My people have crowned me and made me a throne; My royal ...
No sun--no moon! No morn--no noon! No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day-- No sky--no earthly view-- No distance looking ...
LXI The vane on Hughley steeple Veers bright, a far-known sign, And there lie Hughley people, And there lie friends ...
He stood, and heard the steeple Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town. One, two, three, four, to market-place and ...
I When of tender mind and body I was moved by minstrelsy, And that strain "The Bridge of Lodi" Brought ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
A CHILD refused to go betimes To church like other people; He roam'd abroad, when rang the chimes On Sundays ...
Their big sister, far down the sidewalk walking purposely around the church Slightly slower, noticing the bright red the sugar ...
High above the bell tower, the stained glass the entrance of the church, open, welcoming a blazing, golden cross, a ...
Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks Sit together, building blocks; Shuffle-Shoon is old and grey, Amber-Locks a little child, But together at their ...
It was long I lay Awake that night Wishing that night Would name the hour And tell me whether To ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Today or this noon She dwelt so close I almost touched her -- Tonight she lies Past neighborhood And bough ...
The Wind didn't come from the Orchard -- today -- Further than that -- Nor stop to play with the ...
The Angle of a Landscape -- That every time I wake -- Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ...
Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried -- And possibly a Church -- That were ...
There came a wind like a bugle It quivered through the GRASS, And a green chill upon the heat So ...
Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered, Where I had seven sons until to-day, A little hill of ...
"There is no God," the wicked saith, "And truly it's a blessing, For what He might have done with us ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
In the red-roofed stucco house of my childhood, the dining room was screened off by folding doors with small glass ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
DOES haughty Gaul invasion threat? Then let the louns beware, Sir; There's wooden walls upon our seas, And volunteers on ...
I rose up at the dawn of day-- `Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away! away! ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
In my Spanish cloak, And old slouch hat, And overshoes of felt, And Tyke, my faithful dog, And my knotted ...
Through every nook and every cranny The wind blew in on poor old Granny Around her knees, into each ear ...
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