The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Over the fence, the dead settle in for a journey. Nine o'clock. You are alone for the first time today. ...
They tell me that your heart has been found in Iowa, pumping along Interstate 35. Do you want it back? ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the ...
Miss Lloyd has now sent to Miss Green, As, on opening the box, may be seen, Some years of a ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
Some clichty folks don't know the facts, posin' and preenin' and puttin' on acts, stretchin' their backs. They move into ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
Now who could take you off to tiny life In one room or in two rooms or in three And ...
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and used it along the way. I ...
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