At A Solemn Musick (John Milton Poems)
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy, Sphear-born harmonious Sisters, Voice, and Vers, Wed your divine sounds, and mixt ...
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy, Sphear-born harmonious Sisters, Voice, and Vers, Wed your divine sounds, and mixt ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Night is my sister, and how deep in love, How drowned in love and weedily washed ashore, There to be ...
A step-mother drove me from home, embittering me. A squaw-man, a flaneur and dilettante took my virtue. For years I ...
Well, don't you see this was the way of it: We bought the farm with what he inherited, And his ...
You praise my self-sacrifice, Spoon River, In rearing Irene and Mary, Orphans of my older sister! And you censure Irene ...
What do you see now? Globes of red, yellow, purple. Just a moment! And now? My father and mother and ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
Early germ warfare. The dead hurled this way look like wheels in the sky. Look: there goes Larry the Shoemaker, ...
The first genocide of the 21st century Began in Sudan. Slavery is cursed: Black-African Muslims strike first. Arab Muslims strike ...
Through the pregnant universe rumbles life's terrific thunder, And Earth's bowels quake with terror; strange and terrible storms break, Lightning-torches ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
Since I don't know who will be reading this or even if it will be read, I must invent someone ...
"Hill of Jews," says one, named for a cemetery long gone."Hill of Jove," says another, and maybe Jove stalked here ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
DEDICATED TO LUCY BATES (Being a reminiscence of certain private theatricals.) Oh, cabaret dancer, I know a dancer, Whose eyes ...
"Yes," said the sister with the little pinched face, The busy little sister with the funny little tract: - "This ...
O you who lose the art of hope, Whose temples seem to shrine a lie, Whose sidewalks are but stones ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
Today, many will awaken with a fresh sense of inspiration. Why not you? Today, many will open their eyes to ...
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