A Coloured Print by Shokei (Amy Lowell Poem)
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore, And over it dashes a ...
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore, And over it dashes a ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
A god in wrath Was beating a man; He cuffed him loudly With thunderous blows That rang and rolled over ...
Since you would claim the sources of my thought Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed, The reedy traps which ...
The boat ploughed on. Now Alcatraz was past And all the grey waves flamed to red again At the dead ...
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
I am a shell. From me you shall not hear The splendid tramplings of insistent drums, The orbed gold of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
the final curtain on one of the longest running musicals ever, some people claim to have seen it over one ...
A city clerk, but gently born and bred; His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-- One babe was theirs, a ...
Broad-based, broad-fronted, bounteous, multiform, With many a valley impleached with ivy and vine, Wherein the springs of all the streams ...
Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is the way it's always been: bad with large numbers. It ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly pressed ...
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes, Dear little friend of mine, I never knew. All-innocent are you, and ...
In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn't anybody's joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes, His character was full ...
Lo, I have loved thee long, long have I yearned and entreated! Tell me how I may win thee, tell ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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