Retrospect (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Ain't it rum? said Dan one day,Yarning while he worked awayAt his model, all but done,Of the clipper ship Keemun ...
Ain't it rum? said Dan one day,Yarning while he worked awayAt his model, all but done,Of the clipper ship Keemun ...
"'T IS of a gallant Yankee ship that flew the stripes and stars, And the whistling wind from the west-nor'-west ...
Yonder she sails on her paper sea —Masts just a trifle too tall, maybe —Chain-plates and whiskers, all, in short,That ...
In the old raftered loftWhere the winds blowLike thin querulous voicesOut of long ago,And the cobwebs swayTo and fro, to ...
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running ...
To Arthur MizenerHit mus be now de Kingdom comiriAnd de year of Jubilo . . .Tail-spinning from the shelves of ...
NOW at the window, side by side, We sit and take our ease, And watch the ebb and flow of ...
Superlatively sonorousLike a saxophone full of brass tacks and coffin-nails;Reverberantly rhythmical and rhythmically reverberantLike the quobbing of a foetus five ...
Where is the little boy Tommy? Not in the parlor with hammer and tacks, Not in the kitchen with sharp ...
Of what an easie quick accesse,My blessed Lord, art thou! how suddenly May our requests thine eare ...
A FLASH of colour through the trees,A step upon the trembling plank,A white sail flapping in the breeze,And then a ...
Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
HERE'S to him that grows it, Drink, lads, drink! That lays it in and mows it, Clink, jugs, clink! To ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
Being kissed on the back of the knee is a moth at the windowscreen and yes my darling a dot ...
Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist's trance, into a spirit world ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
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