Captain Craig (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
NOTE.-The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in American ...
"No, Mary, there was nothing-not a word. Nothing, and always nothing. Go again Yourself, and he may listen-or at least ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
I saw the sun step like a gentleman Dressed in black and proud as sin. I saw the sun walk ...
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
In the years when we were all children, this inclining to be alone so much was gentle; others' time passed ...
CLOSE in a woodbine's tangled shade, The BLOOMING GOD asleep was laid; ...
Exposed on the cliffs of the heart. Look, how tiny down there, look: the last village of words and, higher, ...
By the side of the brook, where the willow is waving Why sits the wan Youth, in his wedding-suit gay! ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in ...
DEAR SHADE OF HIM, who grac'd the mimick scene, And charm'd attention with resistless pow'r; Whose wond'rous art, whose fascinating ...
Well, I've waited mighty patient while they all came rolling in, Mister Lawson, Mister Dyson, and the others of their ...
The old gardens of Kusu Terrace are a wilderness, yet the willows that remain still put out new branches; lasses ...
Mine, says the cat, putting out his paw of darkness. My lover, my friend, my slave, my toy, says the ...
I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love ...
In the same way that the mindless diamond keeps one spark of the planet's early fires trapped forever in its ...
for Susan O'Neill Roe What a thrill ---- My thumb instead of an onion. The top quite gone Except for ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
O chansons foregoing You were a seven days' wonder. When you came out in the magazines You created considerable stir ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
Desine, Paulle, meum lacrimis urgere sepulcrum: nempe tuas lacrimas litora surda bibent. Propertius, IV.11 Don't cry for me, for only ...
A girl whom I've not spoken to or shared coffee with for several years writes of an old scar. On ...
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could ...
I do not know, whether the sun accomplished it, the rain or wind - but I was missing so the ...
They tell me that euphoria is the feeling of feeling wonderful, well, today I feel euphorian, Today I have the ...
I find it very hard to be fair-minded About people who go around being air-minded. I just can't see any ...
"Am I, at bottom, that fervent little Spanish Catholic child who chastised herself for loving toys, who forbade herself the ...
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
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