Lycidas (John Milton Poems)
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
Wheeling them in, the yard gate at half-mast with its ticking hinge, the tin bucket with a hairnet of webs, ...
Fortune teller that I AM, My crystal ball sees ALL. Clairvoyant, the man's libido is flamBOYant. I SEE: ANIMAL MAGNETISM. ...
(1) Caressing my tender breasts, his left hand's on the steering wheel, and his right hand is firmly tucked away ...
I Reg wished me to go with him to the field, I paused because I did not want to go; ...
Far down, down through the city's great, gaunt gut, The gray train rushing bears the weary wind; In the packed ...
from St. Ambrose He fears the tiger standing in his way. The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls. ...
Life's a jail where men have common lot. Gaunt the one who has, and who has not. All our treasures ...
O you who lose the art of hope, Whose temples seem to shrine a lie, Whose sidewalks are but stones ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Written for the "Martha Washington Court Journal". Down cold snow-stretches of our bitter time, When windy shams and the rain-mocking ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
Ploughman, whose gnarly hand yet kindly wheeled Thy plough to ring this solitary tree With clover, whose round plat, reserved ...
I AM POWERFUL! Whatever I set my mind on having, I will have. Whatever I decide to be, I will ...
It is true love because I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues ...
Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way. Life is not no much a matter of position ...
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