Ballad of the Moon (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
The moon came into the forge in her bustle of flowering nard. The little boy stares at her, stares. The ...
The moon came into the forge in her bustle of flowering nard. The little boy stares at her, stares. The ...
A child of Queen Elizabeth's Chapel Epitaphs: ii WEEP with me, all you that read This little story; And know, ...
Weep with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
I When of tender mind and body I was moved by minstrelsy, And that strain "The Bridge of Lodi" Brought ...
The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as ...
Night fell over North Lebanon and snow was covering the villages surrounded by the Kadeesha Valley, giving the fields and ...
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat ...
Viewing this scripture, the rising of our faith from that one upper room to the ends of the earth With ...
A little audience participation, the congregation greeting each other "Hi friend", warm smiles erupting spreading from face to face a ...
I saw you before You were "presentable" White chest hair, almost clear Open mouth, broken tooth Eyes at half-mast Like ...
Perched and posed for viewing in your shop smooth and feminine cool metal and shine Bow and breast subtle calf ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
What I hope (when I hope) is that we'll see each other again,-- . . . and again reach the ...
I HAE been at Crookieden, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie, Viewing Willie and his men, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie. ...
THE LAST time I came o'er the moor, And left Maria's dwelling, What throes, what tortures passing cure, Were in ...
FAREWELL, thou stream that winding flows Around Eliza's dwelling; O mem'ry! spare the cruel thoes Within my bosom swelling. Condemn'd ...
AS Tam the chapman on a day, Wi'Death forgather'd by the way, Weel pleas'd, he greets a wight so famous, ...
Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me (Against which ...
Ye lovers of the picturesque, away, away! To beautiful Comrie and have a holiday; Aud bask in the sunahine and ...
Beautiful city of Edinburgh, most wonderful to be seen, With your ancient palace of Holyrood and Queen's Park Green, And ...
All ye tourists who wish to be away From the crowded city for a brief holiday; The town of Nairn ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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