The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
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