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| 2691. | A Coloured Print by Shokei by Amy Lowell | | It winds along the face of a cliff
This path which I long to explore,
And over it dashes a waterfall,
And the air is full of the roar
And the thun... |
| 2692. | Reaping by Amy Lowell | | You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer?
My! ain't men blinder'n moles?
It ain't nothin' new, be sure o' that.
Why, ef you'd had eyes yo... |
| 2693. | The Pleiades by Amy Lowell | | By day you cannot see the sky
For it is up so very high.
You look and look, but it's so blue
That you can never see right through.
But when night ... |
| 2694. | The Pike by Amy Lowell | | In the brown water,
Thick and silver-sheened in the sunshine,
Liquid and cool in the shade of the reeds,
A pike dozed.
Lost among the shadows of s... |
| 2695. | To Elizabeth Ward Perkins by Amy Lowell | | Dear Bessie, would my tired rhyme
Had force to rise from apathy,
And shaking off its lethargy
Ring word-tones like a Christmas chime.
But in my so... |
| 2696. | Stravinsky's Three Pieces by Amy Lowell | | First Movement
Thin-voiced, nasal pipes
Drawing sound out and out
Until it is a screeching thread,
Sharp and cutting, sharp and cutting,
It hurts... |
| 2698. | Two Travellers in the Place Vendome by Amy Lowell | | Reign of Louis Philippe
A great tall column spearing at the sky
With a little man on top. Goodness! Tell me
why?
He looks a silly thing enoug... |
| 2700. | The Coal Picker by Amy Lowell | | He perches in the slime, inert,
Bedaubed with iridescent dirt.
The oil upon the puddles dries
To colours like a peacock's eyes,
And half-submerged... |
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