Nuit Blanche (Amy Lowell Poems)
I want no horns to rouse me up to-night, And trumpets make too clamorous a ring To fit my mood, ...
Amy Lowell Poems on Kiss (6 Poems)
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
The Grocery (Amy Lowell Poem)
"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your ...
The Blue Scarf (Amy Lowell Poem)
Pale, with the blue of high zeniths, shimmered over with silver, brocaded In smooth, running patterns, a soft stuff, with ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...