The Soul Of Spain (Ernest Hemingway Poems)
In the rain in the rain in the rain in the rain in Spain.Does it rain in Spain?Oh yes my ...
In the rain in the rain in the rain in the rain in Spain.Does it rain in Spain?Oh yes my ...
By A ForeignerI like Americans.They are so unlike Canadians.They do not take their policemen seriously.They come to Montreal to drink.Not ...
There are never any suicides in the quarter among people one knowsNo successful suicides.A Chinese boy kills himself and is ...
Never trust a white man,Never kill a Jew,Never sign a contract,Never rent a pew.Don't enlist in armies;Nor marry many wives;Never ...
Drummed their boots on the camion floor,Hob-nailed boots on the camion floor.Sergeants stiff,Corporals sore.Lieutenant thought of a Mestre whore —Warm ...
A porcupine skin, Stiff with bad tanning, It must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl Pompous Yellow eyed; Chuck-wills-widow on ...
There was a cat named Crazy ChristianWho never lived long enough to screwHe was gay hearted, young and handsomeAnd all ...
Workingmen believedHe busted trusts,And put his picture in their windows."What he'd have done in France!"They said.Perhaps he would--He could have ...
The age demanded that we sing And cut away our tongue. The age demanded that we flow And hammered in ...
Soldiers never do die well;Crosses mark the places —Wooden crosses where they fell,Stuck above their faces.Soldiers pitch and cough and ...
Arsiero, Asiago, Half a hundred more,Little border villages, Back before the war,Monte Grappa, Monte Corno, Twice a ...
For we have thought the larger thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devil's ...
Desire andAll the sweet pulsing achesAnd gentle hurtingsThat were you,Are gone into the sullen dark.Now in the night you come ...
Some came in chainsUnrepentant but tired.Too tired but to stumble.Thinking and hating were finishedThinking and fighting were finishedRetreating and hoping ...
All armies are the samePublicity is fameArtillery makes the same old noiseValor is an attribute of boysOld soldiers all have ...
Men went happily to deathBut they were not the menWho marchedFor yearsUp to the line.These rode a few timesAnd were ...
They sucked us in;King and country,Christ AlmightyAnd the rest.Patriotism,Democracy,Honor—Words and phrases,They either bitched or killed us.(Ernest Hemingway)
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not ...
I'm off'n wild wimmenAn CognacAn Sinnin'For I'm in loOOOOOOOve.(Ernest Hemingway)
If my Valentine you won't be,I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.(Ernest Hemingway)
Half a million dead wopsAnd he got a kick out of itThe son of a bitch. (Ernest Hemingway)
So now,Losing the three last night,Takeing them back today,Dripping and dark the woods . . .(Ernest Hemingway)
The only man I ever lovedSaid good byeAnd went awayHe was killed in PicardyOn a sunny day.(Ernest Hemingway)
He tried to spit out the truth;Dry-mouthed at first,He drooled and slobbered in the end;Truth dribbling his chin.(Ernest Hemingway)
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