The Boston Athenaeum (Amy Lowell Poem)
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral ...
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
Only one old post is standing -- Solid yet, but only one -- Where the milking, and the branding, And ...
By Lawson's Hill, near Mudgee, On old Eurunderee - The place they called "New Pipeclay", Where the diggers used to ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
Australia's a big country An' Freedom's humping bluey, An' Freedom's on the wallaby Oh! don't you hear 'er cooey? She's ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, Ung, a maker of pictures, fashioned an image of snow. Fashioned ...
Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel; ...
When all the world would keep a matter hid, Since Truth is seldom Friend to any crowd, Men write in ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Like more shoots, green, growing rising up in my garden Greater numbers filling the pews, the sanctuary vivid proof of ...
A wondrous presence, the growing of the garden in His time, growth visible, discernible able to be seen The work ...
Praying in the wilderness, a metaphor for the prayers of the people chosen by God, the children of Abraham, of ...
In the dark of the empty sanctuary he toiled, alone, refining his skill preparing himself, by drill and practice to ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter -- An unpretending time My Plane -- and I, together wrought Before a Builder ...
Going to Him! Happy letter! Tell Him -- Tell Him the page I didn't write -- Tell Him -- I ...
A man toiled on a burning road, Never resting. Once he saw a fat, stupid ass Grinning at him from ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
I wanted to go away to college But rich Aunt Persis wouldn't help me. So I made gardens and raked ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
The sun sought thy dim bed and brought forth light, The sciences were sucklings at thy breast; When all the ...
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