Preface to Hunting of the Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
From what I know of death, I'll side with those who'd like to have a say in how it goes: ...
To be a great musician you must be a man of moods, You have to be, to understand sonatas and ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
I leave the office, take the stairs, in time to mail a letter before 3 in the afternoon--the last dispatch. ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages, carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters, lived ...
...and when "the future" is uttered, swarms of mice rush out of the Russian language and gnaw a piece of ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
Twice ten years old not fully told since nature gave me breath, My race is run, my thread spun, lo, ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
-and not simply by the fact that this shading of forest cannot show the fragrance of balsam, the gloom of ...
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my ...
The nicest child I ever knew Was Charles Augustus Fortescue. He never lost his cap, or tore His stockings or ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld That isna Henry limping. That's a hobble clapped on mere Henry by the most ...
Filling her compact & delicious body with chicken páprika, she glanced at me twice. Fainting with interest, I hungered back ...
They pointed me out on the highway, and they said 'That man has a curious way of holding his head.' ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
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