Self-Interrogation (Emily Bronte Poem)
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt, ma soeur Als wie ich fortging von dir in jenem Abendrot. Der ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld That isna Henry limping. That's a hobble clapped on mere Henry by the most ...
As a kid I believed in democracy: I 'saw no alternative'â?"teaching at The Big Place I ah put it in ...
Cedars and the westward sun. The darkening sky. A man alone Watches beside the fallen wall The evening multitudes of ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
THICKEST 1 night, o'erhang my dwelling! Howling tempests, o'er me rave! Turbid torrents, wintry swelling, Roaring by my lonely cave! ...
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing ...
O English mother, in the ruddy glow Hugging your baby closer when outside You see the silent, soft, and cruel ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
THERE was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass, And she lo'ed her bonie laddie dear; Till War's loud ...
HOW can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He's ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
I'll settle for the 6 horse on a rainy afternoon a paper cup of coffee in my hand a little ...
I have just spent one-hour-and-a-half handicapping tomorrow's card. when am I going to get at the poems? well, they'll just ...
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