Poetry, Volume 9Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1917 |
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Pagina 46
... seems , he allows no noun to appear without its blue - white , gray - green , strong red . To me , even after a repeated use of the guide in the preface , these dramas of the soul in terms of color lack life and mo- tion , become turgid ...
... seems , he allows no noun to appear without its blue - white , gray - green , strong red . To me , even after a repeated use of the guide in the preface , these dramas of the soul in terms of color lack life and mo- tion , become turgid ...
Pagina 59
... seems to have lost off his Christian name . " " Christian enough I should call that myself . He took no notice , did ... seem As if a man could move that slow and move . Try to think what he did with all that time . And three miles more ...
... seems to have lost off his Christian name . " " Christian enough I should call that myself . He took no notice , did ... seem As if a man could move that slow and move . Try to think what he did with all that time . And three miles more ...
Pagina 72
... seem to answer . He says she went to let him in the barn . We're glad . Oh , say no more about it , man . Drop in and ... seems to have been for nothing . What spoiled our night was to him just his fun . What did he come in for ? To talk ...
... seem to answer . He says she went to let him in the barn . We're glad . Oh , say no more about it , man . Drop in and ... seems to have been for nothing . What spoiled our night was to him just his fun . What did he come in for ? To talk ...
Pagina 79
... seem not waves But gigantic crawling hands . The waves clutch at the clouds , The near and golden clouds ; They rise in spires over the clouds , And over the pine - branch set against the clouds . And around the islands , Jasper and ...
... seem not waves But gigantic crawling hands . The waves clutch at the clouds , The near and golden clouds ; They rise in spires over the clouds , And over the pine - branch set against the clouds . And around the islands , Jasper and ...
Pagina 80
... seems that his terrible hidden hands Even now are stirring To rend apart the hills— To divide the corrupt and cloven earth For the triumphal entry of his burning form . Arthur Davison Ficke See me ! My hair is dripping with nectar ...
... seems that his terrible hidden hands Even now are stirring To rend apart the hills— To divide the corrupt and cloven earth For the triumphal entry of his burning form . Arthur Davison Ficke See me ! My hair is dripping with nectar ...
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