Shot? So Quick, So Clean an Ending? (A. E. Housman Poem)
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
sam swill took a pill went blue ate stew had pains no brains sucked a date too late swallowed stone ...
Stopping in his tracks on the Damascus Road stepping into the light never the same again Changed by the word ...
All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day, And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's ...
Sick at 6 & sick again at 9 was Henry's gloomy Monday morning oh. Still he had to lecture. They ...
I. She should never have looked at me If she meant I should not love her! There are plenty ... ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire, ...
Full fifty merry maids I heard One summer morn a-singing; And each was like a joyous bird With spring-clear not ...
(Time, Noon.) HUMPHREY: See'st thou not William that the scorching Sun By this time half his daily race has run? ...
A farmer's wife, both young and gay, And fresh as op'ning buds of May; Had taken to herself, a Spouse, ...
NOTE.-The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in American ...
O'Leary was a poet-for a while: He sang of many ladies frail and fair, The rolling glory of their golden ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
Adieu dear object of my Love's excess, And with thee all my hopes of happiness, With the same fervent and ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide, He was just a wand'ring mongrel from ...
The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my ...
The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my ...
I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron: Penelope did this too. And more than ...
Can you imagine the air filled with smoke? It was. The city was vanishing before noon or was it earlier ...
2 a.m. December, and still no mon rising from the river. My mother home from the beer garden stands before ...
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