The Death of Robin Hood (Eugene Field Poem)
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
THIS little vault, this narrow room, Of Love and Beauty is the tomb; The dawning beam, that 'gan to clear ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
Then call me traitor if you must, Shout reason and default! Say I betray a sacred trust Aching beyond this ...
A girl sang a song in the temple's chorus, About men, tired in alien lands, About the ships that left ...
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
Ay! gloriously thou standest there, Beautiful, boundless firmament! That swelling wide o'er earth and air, And round the horizon bent, ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire, With bright, but mild affection shine: Though they might kindle less desire, Love, ...
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art; For there thy habitation is the heart- The ...
Henry in trouble whirped out lonely whines. When ich when was ever not in trouble? But did he whip out ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves, remote ...
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow ...
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