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| 1991. | Bantams In Pine-Woods by Wallace Stevens | | Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
Damned universal cock, as if the sun
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing ta... |
| 1992. | A Good Play by Robert Louis Stevenson | | We built a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
And filled it full of soft pillows
To go a-sailing on the billows.
We t... |
| 1993. | Ad Nepotem by Robert Louis Stevenson | | O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home
We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;
And in the country, still conjoined by fate,
Behold our vi... |
| 1994. | Ad Piscatorem by Robert Louis Stevenson | | FOR these are sacred fishes all
Who know that lord that is the lord of all;
Come to the brim and nose the friendly hand
That sways and can beshadow... |
| 1995. | Ad Se Ipsum by Robert Louis Stevenson | | DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back,
When you first girded for this arduous track,
And under various whimsical pretexts
Endowed another with you... |
| 1996. | After Reading "Antony And Cleopatra" by Robert Louis Stevenson | | AS when the hunt by holt and field
Drives on with horn and strife,
Hunger of hopeless things pursues
Our spirits throughout life.
The sea's roar... |
| 1997. | Apologetic Postscript Of A Year Later by Robert Louis Stevenson | | IF you see this song, my dear,
And last year's toast,
I'm confoundedly in fear
You'll be serious and severe
About the boast.
Blame not that I s... |
| 1998. | De Erotio Puella by Robert Louis Stevenson | | THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans,
And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns
Or Curine oyster. She, the flower of girls,
Outshone the li... |
| 1999. | Dedicatory Poem For "Underwoods" by Robert Louis Stevenson | | TO her, for I must still regard her
As feminine in her degree,
Who has been my unkind bombarder
Year after year, in grief and glee,
Year after yea... |
| 2000. | Early In The Morning I Hear On Your Piano by Robert Louis Stevenson | | EARLY in the morning I hear on your piano
You (at least, I guess it's you) proceed to learn to play.
Mostly little minds should take and tackle thei... |
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