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| 3841. | The Progress of Poetry by Jonathan Swift | | The Farmer's Goose, who in the Stubble,
Has fed without Restraint, or Trouble;
Grown fat with Corn and Sitting still,
Can scarce get o'er the Ba... |
| 3842. | Mrs Frances Haris's Petition by Jonathan Swift | | To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland,
The humble petition of Frances Harris,
Who must starve and die a maid if it miscarries;
Humble... |
| 3843. | Ballad Of The Despairing Husband by Robert Creeley | | My wife and I lived all alone,
contention was our only bone.
I fought with her, she fought with me,
and things went on right merrily.
But now I ... |
| 3844. | The Conspiracy by Robert Creeley | | You send me your poems,
I'll send you mine.
Things tend to awaken
even through random communication
Let us suddenly
proclaim spring. And jeer... |
| 3845. | Chopin by Emma Lazarus | | I
A dream of interlinking hands, of feet
Tireless to spin the unseen, fairy woof
Of the entangling waltz. Bright eyebeams meet,
Gay laughter ... |
| 3846. | Critic and Poet: an Epilogue by Emma Lazarus | | No man had ever heard a nightingale,
When once a keen-eyed naturalist was stirred
To study and define--what is a bird,
To classify by rote and b... |
| 3847. | In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport by Emma Lazarus | | Here, where the noises of the busy town,
The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not,
We stand and gaze around with tearful awe,
And muse upon the c... |
| 3848. | St Michael's Chapel by Emma Lazarus | | When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain
Roars round about me as I walk the street,
The myriad noise of Traffic, and the beat
Of Toil's incess... |
| 3849. | Sympathy by Emma Lazarus | | Therefore I dare reveal my private woe,
The secret blots of my imperfect heart,
Nor strive to shrink or swell mine own desert,
Nor beautify nor ... |
| 3850. | Symphonic Studies (After Schumann) by Emma Lazarus | | Prelude
Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July
Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea:
Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in harmony
With... |
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