Fable (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Oh, there once was a lady, and so I've been told, Whose lover grew weary, whose lover grew cold. "My ...
Oh, there once was a lady, and so I've been told, Whose lover grew weary, whose lover grew cold. "My ...
Daily dawns another day; I must up, to make my way. Though I dress and drink and eat, Move my ...
Four be the things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. Four be the things ...
Oh, ponder, friend, the porcupine; Refresh your recollection, And sit a moment, to define His means of self-protection. How truly ...
So take my vows and scatter them to sea; Who swears the sweetest is no more than human. And say ...
And if, my friend, you'd have it end, There's naught to hear or tell. But need you try to black ...
I. The Minor Poet His little trills and chirpings were his best. No music like the nightingale's was born Within ...
I'm wearied of wearying love, my friend, Of worry and strain and doubt; Before we begin, let us view the ...
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes, Dear little friend of mine, I never knew. All-innocent are you, and ...
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