The Condemned (C. S. Lewis Poem)
There is a wildness still in England that will not feed In cages; it shrinks away from the touch of ...
There is a wildness still in England that will not feed In cages; it shrinks away from the touch of ...
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
My mother-- preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog's belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould ...
Ay, lay him 'neath the Simla pine -- A fortnight fully to be missed, Behold, we lose our fourth at ...
It was an artless Bandar, and he danced upon a pine, And much I wondered how he lived, and where ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have set us down to wet Right ...
a dock, a working pier out into the estuary the pull of the tides, swaying seaweed barnacles, algae, the smell ...
I stay; But it isn't as if There wasn't always Hudson's Bay And the fur trade, A small skiff And ...
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Since you would claim the sources of my thought Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed, The reedy traps which ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
'The man who brought the railway through -- our friend the engineer.' They cheer his pluck and enterprise and engineering ...
Now look, you see, it's this way like, You cross the broken bridge And run the crick down till you ...
The run of Billabong-go-dry Is just beyond Lime Burner's Gap; Its waterhole and tank supply Is excellent -- upon the ...
The Honorable Ardleigh Wyse Was every fisherman's despair; He caught his fish on floating flies, In fact he caught them ...
My Uncle Bill! My Uncle Bill! How doth my heart with anguish thrill! For he, our chief, our Robin Hood, ...
'The man who brought the railway through -- our friend the engineer.' They cheer his pluck and enterprise and engineering ...
But, learning now that they would have her speak, She threw her wet hair backward from her brow, Her hand ...
As you descend, slowly, falling faster past you this snow, ghostly, some flakes bio- luminescent (you plunge, and this lit ...
She was taught desire in the street, Not at the angels' feet. By the good no word was said Of ...
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