Spring Showers (James Thomson Poems)
The north-east spends his rage; he now shut upWithin his iron cave, th' effusive southWarms the wide air, and o'er ...
The north-east spends his rage; he now shut upWithin his iron cave, th' effusive southWarms the wide air, and o'er ...
Beneath an Ilfracombe machine,While ...
Frail fronds of ferns uncurling,Blue iris flags unfurling,Pale showers of blossoms swirlingLike clouds of wind-blown snow;With fragile wildings playing,Like two ...
Under the vine I saw one morning-gloryA tight unfolding budHalf out.He looked hard down into my lettuce-bed.He was thinking hard.He ...
If I could sing the song of the dawn,The carolling word of leaf or bird,And the sun-waked fern uncurling thereI ...
Powdered and perfumed the full beeWinged heavily across the clover,And where the hills were dim with dew,Purple and blue the ...
Silent was I, and so still,As day followed day.Imprisoned untilKing Frost worked his will.Held fast like a vice,In his cold ...
The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog Uncurling over the tainted city river, A young girl rowing and her anxious ...
A monosyllabic European called Sax Invents a horn, walla whirledy wah, a kind of twisted Brazen clarinet, but with its ...
I. THE DOLL UPON THE TOPMOST BOUGH This doll upon the topmost bough, This playmate-gift, in Christmas dress, Was taken ...
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