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Amoretti LXXIX: Men Call you Fair by Edmund Spenser
Men call you fair, and you do credit it,
For that your self ye daily such do see:
But the true fai..
Amoretti LXVII: Like as a Huntsman by Edmund Spenser
Like as a huntsman after weary chase,
Seeing the game from him escap’d away,
Sits down to rest him..
Amoretti LXXV: One Day I Wrote Her Name by Edmund Spenser
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it..
After Hearing a Waltz by Bartok by Amy Lowell
But why did I kill him? Why? Why?
In the small, gilded room, near the stair?
My ears rack and thro..
A Petition by Amy Lowell
I pray to be the tool which to your hand
Long use has shaped and moulded till it be
Apt for your n..
An Opera House by Amy Lowell
Within the gold square of the proscenium arch,
A curtain of orange velvet hangs in stiff folds,
It..
Aubade by Amy Lowell
As I would free the white almond from the green husk
So would I strip your trappings off,
Beloved...
A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M by Amy Lowell
They have watered the street,
It shines in the glare of lamps,
Cold, white lamps,
And lies
Like..
Afternoon Rain in State Street by Amy Lowell
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls,
Slant lines of black rain
In front of the up and down,..
A Ballad of Footmen by Amy Lowell
Now what in the name of the sun and the stars
Is the meaning of this most unholy of wars?
Do men f..
A Fixed Idea by Amy Lowell
What torture lurks within a single thought
When grown too constant, and however kind,
However welc..
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 waterfa..
Aftermath by Amy Lowell
I learnt to write to you in happier days,
And every letter was a piece I chipped
From off my heart..
A Tale of Starvation by Amy Lowell
There once was a man whom the gods didn’t love,
And a disagreeable man was he.
He loathed his neig..
Absence by Amy Lowell
My cup is empty to-night,
Cold and dry are its sides,
Chilled by the wind from the open window.
E..
Anticipation by Amy Lowell
I have been temperate always,
But I am like to be very drunk
With your coming.
There have been ti..
A Gift by Amy Lowell
See! I give myself to you, Beloved!
My words are little jars
For you to take and put upon a shelf...
Apples of Hesperides by Amy Lowell
Glinting golden through the trees,
Apples of Hesperides!
Through the moon-pierced warp of night
S..
Astigmatism by Amy Lowell
To Ezra Pound;With
much friendship and admiration and some differences of opinion..
A Lady by Amy Lowell
You are beautiful and faded
Like an old opera tune
Played upon a harpsichord;
Or like the sun-flo..
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