Star Light, Star Bright (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Star, that gives a gracious dole,What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul,Or little buckled shoes?Shall I ...
Star, that gives a gracious dole,What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul,Or little buckled shoes?Shall I ...
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate ...
My garden blossoms pink and white,A place of decorous murmuring,Where I am safe from August nightAnd cannot feel the knife ...
Star, that gives a gracious dole, What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul, Or little buckled ...
Oh, gallant was the first love, and glittering and fine;The second love was water, in a clear white cup;The third ...
Razors pain you;Rivers are damp;Acids stain you;And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren't lawful;Nooses give;Gas smells awful;You might as well live.(Dorothy Parker)
I never see that prettiest thing-A cherry bough gone white with Spring-But what I think, "How gay 'twould beTo hang ...
This, no song of an ingénue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever ...
If I were mild, and I were sweet, And laid my heart before your feet, And took my dearest thoughts ...
God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, ...
The ladies men admire, I've heard, Would shudder at a wicked word. Their candle gives a single light; They'd rather ...
So let me have the rouge again, And comb my hair the curly way. The poor young men, the dear ...
Secrets, you said, would hold us two apart; You'd have me know of you your least transgression, And so the ...
She that begs a little boon (Heel and toe! Heel and toe!) Little gets- and nothing, soon. (No, no, no! ...
You are brief and frail and blue- Little sisters, I am, too. You are Heaven's masterpieces- Little loves, the likeness ...
Lady, lady, never start Conversation toward your heart; Keep your pretty words serene; Never murmur what you mean. Show yourself, ...
Back of my back, they talk of me, Gabble and honk and hiss; Let them batten, and let them be- ...
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes, Dear little friend of mine, I never knew. All-innocent are you, and ...
Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head, And drink your rushing words with eager lips, And paint ...
There's little to have but the things I had, There's little to bear but the things I bore. There's nothing ...
Were you to cross the world, my dear, To work or love or fight, I could be calm and wistful ...
Woman wants monogamy; Man delights in novelty. Love is woman's moon and sun; Man has other forms of fun. Woman ...
Four be the things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. Four be the things ...
Always I knew that it could not last (Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying), Now it is part of the ...
Oh, lead me to a quiet cell Where never footfall rankles, And bar the window passing well, And gyve my ...
My land is bare of chattering folk; The clouds are low along the ridges, And sweet's the air with curly ...
I do not like my state of mind; I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, ...
New love, new love, where are you to lead me? All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line. ...
I cannot rest, I cannot rest In straight and shiny wood, My woven hands upon my breast-- The dead are ...
Dear dead Victoria Rotted cosily; In excelsis gloria, And R. I. P. And her shroud was buttoned neat, And her ...
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