The Comrade (Donald Marquis Poems)
HATH not man at his noblest An air of something more than man? -- A hint of grace immortal, Born ...
HATH not man at his noblest An air of something more than man? -- A hint of grace immortal, Born ...
dear boss i was talking with an ant the other day and he handed me a lot of gossip which ...
EACH race has died and lived and fought for the "true" gods of that poor race, Unconsciously, divinest thought of ...
Dead priests that have sung when the world was young at Mercury's temple-place,Your myth, it was true. It is born ...
i heard a spiderand a fly arguingwait said the flydo not eat mei serve a great purposein the worldyou will ...
A TOAST to the Fools! Pierrot, Pantaloon, Harlequin, Clown, Merry-Andrew, Buffoon -- Touchstone and Triboulet -- all of the tribe. ...
BETTER a pauper, penniless, asleep on the kindly sod -- Better a gipsy, houseless, but near to the heart of ...
My dust in ruined Babylon Is blown along the level plain, And songs of mine at dawn have soared Above ...
i was talking to a moththe other eveninghe was trying to break intoan electric light bulband fry himself on the ...
FORMAL, quaint, precise, and trim, You begin your steps demurely -- There's a spirit almost prim In the feet that ...
WHAT was his life, back yonder In the dusk where time began, This beast uncouth with the jaw of an ...
CLOTHED on with thunder and with steel And black against the dawn The whirling armies clash and reel. . . ...
AND I would seek the country town Amid green meadows nestled down If I could only find the way Back ...
DREAMERS, drinkers, rebel youth, Where's the folly free and fine You and I mistook for truth? Wits and wastrels, friends ...
dear boss i dont seewhy you keep that ugly boston bull terrier petehanging aroundeating his head offin these hard timeshe ...
when we are in the city we must walkon streets all made of stonewith me upon a leashand even in ...
CONQUERORS leonine, lordly, Princes and vaunting kings, Ye are drunk with the sound of your braggart trumps -- But lo! ...
TIME steals from Love all but Love's wings; And how should aught but evil things, Or any good but death, ...
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