Windmills And Stone Stables (James McIntyre Poems)
Cows suffered in the days of oldFor want of water and from cold,Now of good water they have fillFor it ...
Cows suffered in the days of oldFor want of water and from cold,Now of good water they have fillFor it ...
Now I was gwine ter make er speech;I see yer al begin to frown;Dat what I say erbout yer darkies,Yer ...
THE PLEASVRE OF RETIREMENT. The Reinvitation. THEOPHISA's fill'd wth Sweetness, & so Fair: Her Eyes so mild, her Breath perfumes ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me;and did you know ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
TO DR. E.A. WHITMIRE, Columbus, Ohio Mah frens an' fellah trabblers, Ah rise tonight to say, Dat ah feels mos' ...
To MR. E. H. SHARP. Blue bird an' de killdee Am er flittin' by! Spring time chillun! An' de fishin' ...
Mine Katrina,--So long since I write, You vill tink I am dead maybe yet; If I never ...
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
His awful skin stretched out by some tradesman is like my skin, here between my fingers, a kind of webbing, ...
In my dream I milked a cow, the terrible udder like a great rubber lily sweated in my fingers and ...
Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear The warning whirr and burring of the bird Who wakes with ...
The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls like a fainting bird across the fields to where her flock ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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