The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
A serious moment for the water is when it boils And though one usually regards it merely as a convenience ...
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
poem supposed to be about one minute and the lives of three women in it writing it and up the ...
Oh Book! infinite sweetness! let my heart Suck ev'ry letter, and a honey gain, Precious for any grief in any ...
My Valentine isn't always nice and sweet, Some of those qualities she doesn't always meet; She spends all day raising ...
The wages, the price the result of our transgressions sin only gives death the judgment of the law Grace washes ...
Look East for the rising of our Savior for the dawning of the day the end of the long cold ...
Standing where He leads me through the trials of these days on dry ground where there was water within the ...
We walk silently, hands cupped rising to receive the bread, dip into the wine, the living symbol of his blood, ...
Carving through the waters All is at peace Nature all around me One with the paddle, with the water Echoes ...
Two pitchers, two bowls Two pair of hands of the pastor and the proconsul Metaphorical markers of a life well ...
This -- is the land -- the Sunset washes -- These -- are the Banks of the Yellow Sea -- ...
Across the sea, along the shore, In numbers more and ever more, From lonely hut and busy town, The valley ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
The river stretched. It flows, idly grieves, And washes both banks. In steppe, above light clay of cliffs Rinks mourn ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
(ALCAICS) Confused, he found her lavishing feminine Gold upon clay, and found her inscrutable; And yet she smiled. Why, then, ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
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