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Crapulous Impression
Aldous Huxley
Crapulous Impression(To J.S.) Still life, still life…the high-lights shine Hard and sharp on the bottles:... -
Summer Stillness
Aldous Huxley
Summer StillnessThe stars are golden instants in the deep Flawless expanse of night: the moon... -
T. S. Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night
Thomas Stearns Eliot
Twelve oclock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations... -
Shipwreck [70]
Emily Dickinson
It tossed and tossed,- A little brig I knew Oertook by blast; It spun and spun... -
PUTTING IN THE SEED
Robert Frost
You come to fetch me from my work to-night When suppers on the table, and well... -
THE DEATH OF THE HIRED MAN
Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard...