The Garden By Moonlight (Amy Lowell Poems)
A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The ...
A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours, How often in some distant gallery, Gained by a little painful spiral ...
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
How is it that, being gone, you fill my days, And all the long nights are made glad by thee? ...
What instinct forces man to journey on, Urged by a longing blind but dominant! Nothing he sees can hold him, ...
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
Leisure, thou goddess of a bygone age, When hours were long and days sufficed to hold Wide-eyed delights and pleasures ...
The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute. From my bed I can hear him, And the round ...
I own a solace shut within my heart, A garden full of many a quaint delight And warm with drowsy, ...
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