In a Castle (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha, Singled out from all the others, Bound to him in closest union, And to whom ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a ...
Hark, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood Of ...
Strike, churl; hurl, cheerless wind, then; heltering hail May's beauty massacre and wisp?d wild clouds grow Out on the giant ...
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like ...
dodona oak (the tree of life) sheds leaves nutritious-which feeds blood and mind today there's not a jot (from which ...
The tractor mowing the hill the schoolyard alive with green children filling the elementary swings though some are eighth graders ...
A hint of spring, pregnant floating on the air a wisp of the turning in the rain falling wind blowing ...
A fall sky in slumber warming fan brush strokes, horsehair bristles, pushed across the fall tableau Deep burgundies and dark ...
When the evening darkens and the day cools and the stars flicker to light I sat on the blanket with ...
It is that perennial immateriality dwelling between living and dying crouched in the corners and grappling by the hinges only ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
One said: Thy life is thine to make or mar, To flicker feebly, or to soar, a star; It lies ...
THE SEA at its worst drives a white foam up, The same sea sometimes so easy and rocking with green ...
When I consider Life and its few years -- A wisp of fog betwixt us and the sun; A call ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
each day mowed and mowed his lawn, his dry quarter acre, the machine slicing a wisp from each blade's tip. ...
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