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- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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Past One O'clock... Vladimir Mayakovsky Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the ni... -
House On A Cliff Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound of the wind. Outd... -
Another translation of... Full Moon Du Fu (Tu Fu) Isolate and full, the moon Floats over the house by the river. Into the night the c... -
The Plains Roy Fuller The only blossoms of the plains are black And rubbery, the spiked spheres of the thorn, And stuffed with ants.... -
Like as a Huntsman Edmund Spenser Like as a huntsman after weary chase, Seeing the game from him escap'd away, Sits down to rest... -
Weathers Thomas Hardy This is the weather the cuckoo likes, And so do I; When showers betumble the chestnut spikes, And nestlings f... -
The Trees Edward L Davison I did not know your names and yet I saw The handiwork of Beauty in your boughs, I worshipped as the Druids did, i... -
At Ease Walter de la Mare Most wounds can Time repair; But some are mortal -- these: For a broken heart there is no balm, No cure for a he... -
A Lover's Quarrel (incomplete) Robert Browning I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last...
