Into the Courtroom (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Waiting our turn before the Court the capital letter, this Honorable Court waiting for our brief short minutes the clock ...
Waiting our turn before the Court the capital letter, this Honorable Court waiting for our brief short minutes the clock ...
Holy God, Creator and sustainer of the earth, I offer this prayer for myself and the world. I thank you ...
It was the dark chocolate and the thirty-year old scotch that was the one, so smooth silk sliding down my ...
After the separation of death one can eventually swallow back one's grief, but the separation of the living is an ...
Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstance -- 'Tis well the name ...
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind -- The Mind is a single State -- The Heart and the ...
We shall not ask for the precious pearl of the Duke of Sui, nor for the priceless jade disk of ...
A friend sends her perfumed carriage And high-bred horses to fetch me. I decline the invitation of My old poetry ...
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
How blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Hey, out there!â?"assistant professors, full, associates,â?"instructorsâ?"othersâ?"anyâ?" I have a sing to shay. We are assembled here in the capital city ...
ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of ...
I Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
I. Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
In a happy reign there should be no hermits; The wise and able should consult together.... So you, a man ...
POET. O A NEW song, a free song, Flapping, flapping, flapping, flapping, by sounds, by voices clearer, By the wind's ...
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy, Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language ...
The bear that breathes the northern blast Did numb, torpedo-like, a wasp Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing In Sol's ...
We being so hidden from those who Have quietly borne and fed us, How can we answer civilly Their innocent ...
Would 'any woman' find me difficult to live with? My tastes are simple: space for several thousand books, The smoke ...
A born salesman, my father made all his dough by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo. A born talker, ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
The riches of the poet are equal to his poetry His power is his left hand It is idle weak ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
By dark severance the apparition head Smiles from the air a capital on no Column or a Platonic perhaps head ...
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