Dream Song 110: It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that (John Berryman Poem)
It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that. My own clouds darkening hung. Besides, it wasn't serious. ...
It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that. My own clouds darkening hung. Besides, it wasn't serious. ...
Three 'coons come at his garbage. He be cross, I figuring porcupine & took Sir poker unbarring Mr door, & ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
As a girl, she hated the grain of anything on her fins. Now she is part fire ant, part centipede. ...
IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have ...
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
THE LADDIES by the banks o' Nith Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a', Jamie; But he'll sair them, as ...
O LADY Mary Ann looks o'er the Castle wa', She saw three bonie boys playing at the ba', The youngest ...
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
"HUSBAND, husband, cease your strife, Nor longer idly rave, Sir; Tho' I am your wedded wife Yet I am not ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
AH, woe is me, my mother dear! A man of strife ye've born me: For sair contention I maun bear; ...
WHEN Princes and Prelates, And hot-headed zealots, A' Europe had set in a low, a low, The poor man lies ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
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