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| 4891. | The Spectacles by Jean de La Fontaine> | | I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone,
So oft their freaks have in my page been shown.
The subject may at length fatigue the mind;
My Muse the vei... |
| 4892. | To Promise Is One Thing To Keep It, Another by Jean de La Fontaine> | | JOHN courts Perrette; but all in vain;
Love's sweetest oaths, and tears, and sighs
All potent spells her heart to gain
The ardent lover vainly trie... |
| 4893. | Pejar Creek by Dame Mary Gilmore> | | Deep in the meadow grass
Easy stand the cattle,
Lightly lock the young bulls
In a mimic battle,
Pride gathers with each shock,
Every break and ra... |
| 4894. | Singapore by Dame Mary Gilmore> | | They grouped together about the chief
And each one looked at his mate,
Ashamed to think that Australian men
Should meet such bitter fate!
And blac... |
| 4895. | The Space Coast by Deborah Ager> | | Florida
An Airedale rolling through green frost,
cabbage palms pointing their accusing leaves
at whom, petulant waves breaking at my feet.
I r... |
| 4896. | A Letter From Li Po by Conrad Aiken> | | Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind
announces autumn, and the equinox
rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon.
Somewhere beyond the Gorge Li ... |
| 4897. | Beloved, Let Us Once More Praise The Rain by Conrad Aiken> | | Beloved, let us once more praise the rain.
Let us discover some new alphabet,
For this, the often praised; and be ourselves,
The rain, the chick... |
| 4898. | Improvisations: Light And Snow by Conrad Aiken> | | I
The girl in the room beneath
Before going to bed
Strums on a mandolin
The three simple tunes she knows.
How inadequate they are to tell h... |
| 4899. | Nocturne Of Remembered Spring by Conrad Aiken> | | I.
Moonlight silvers the tops of trees,
Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall
And through the evening fall,
Clearly, as if through enchante... |
| 4900. | Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations by Conrad Aiken> | | 1
I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened,
Sealed from the sun with wall and door and blind.
Summon me loudly, and you'll hear slow foot... |
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