In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
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Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it's true. I'm 31 and my nose is growing old. ...
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Who ran away from his Nurse and was eaten by a Lion There was a Boy whose name was Jim; ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name; There is grief in the sound, there is guilt ...
I don't operate often. When I do, persons take note. Nurses look amazed. They pale. The patient is brought back ...
Huffy Henry hid the day, unappeasable Henry sulked. I see his point,â?"a trying to put things over. It was the ...
Your face broods from my table, Suicide. Your force came on like a torrent toward the end of agony and ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Give'' and ``It-shall-be-given-unto-you.'' I. Grand rough old Martin Luther Bloomed fables---flowers on furze, The better the uncouther: Do roses stick ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...
Choose your obsessions For they are unworthy possessions Trojan horses They bind you Without you realizing They hinder your natural ...
You know how it is waking from a dream certain you can fly and that someone, long gone, returned and ...
They tell me that your heart has been found in Iowa, pumping along Interstate 35. Do you want it back? ...
Oh! Mr. Best, you're very bad And all the world shall know it; Your base behaviour shall be sung By ...
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there, a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm ...
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