Autumnal Sonnet (William Allingham Poem)
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night ...
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night ...
Plus quan se atque suos amavit omnes, nunc... - Catullus You were my playmate by the sea. We swam together. ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
Little shadows, little shadows Dancing on the chamber wall, While I sit beside the hearthstone Where the red flames rise ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
I hear the oriole's always-grieving voice, And the rich summer's welcome loss I hear In the sickle's serpentine hiss Cutting ...
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
The end was quick and bitter. Slow and sweet was the time between us, slow and sweet were the nights ...
"What kind of a person are you," I heard them say to me. I'm a person with a complex plumbing ...
Visits of condolence is all we get from them. They squat at the Holocaust Memorial, They put on grave faces ...
I don't Know if history repeats itself But I do know that you don't. I remember that city was didvided ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
My daughter plays on the floor with plastic letters, red, blue & hard yellow, learning how to spell, spelling, how ...
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and i won't ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
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