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| 4101. | Essay On The Personal by Stephen Dunn | | Because finally the personal
is all that matters,
we spend years describing stones,
chairs, abandoned farmhouses—
until we're ready. Always
it'... |
| 4102. | Landscape At The End Of The Century by Stephen Dunn | | The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up
with what's left of heaven, nearby a patch
of daffodils rooted down
where dirt and stones comprise a kind
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| 4103. | Madam Life's a Piece in Bloom by William Ernest Henley | | Madam Life's a piece in bloom
Death goes dogging everywhere:
She's the tenant of the room,
He's the ruffian on the stair.
You shall see her as a... |
| 4104. | I am the Reaper by William Ernest Henley | | I am the Reaper.
All things with heedful hook
Silent I gather.
Pale roses touched with the spring,
Tall corn in summer,
Fruits rich with autumn, ... |
| 4106. | Villon's Straight Tip to All Cross Coves by William Ernest Henley | | "Tout aux tavernes et aux filles."
Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack?
Or fake the broads? or fig a nag?
Or thimble-rig? or knap a yack?
Or pit... |
| 4107. | A Good Knight In Prison by William Morris | | Wearily, drearily,
Half the day long,
Flap the great banners
High over the stone;
Strangely and eerily
Sounds the wind's song,
Bending the banne... |
| 4108. | Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper by William Morris | | So swift the hours are moving
Unto the time unproved:
Farewell my love unloving,
Farewell my love beloved!
What! are we not glad-hearted?
Is th... |
| 4109. | In Prison by William Morris | | Wearily, drearily,
Half the day long,
Flap the great banners
High over the stone;
Strangely and eerily
Sounds the wind's song,
Bending the banne... |
| 4110. | Pomona by William Morris | | I am the ancient apple-queen,
As once I was so am I now.
For evermore a hope unseen,
Betwixt the blossom and the bough.
Ah, where's the river's ... |
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