the skies, dragons of the field-These are my past and my concerning, My heritage and my fore-learning. ... derive From such ancient chromosomes their form, But I from those origins contrive My darkest sight, ... remotest yearning, The fancy's germ, the spirit's corm And finally the dream, nightly ...
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said, "don't let the child catch a cold. Goodbye, my sweet darling," he said ... I got that same literature award a hundred years ago. But I never showed up for either of my inductions, ... I wasn't being serious about it. Just a case of-my professed literature award, I mean, if I'm even ...
say goodbye to a neighbour forever. Just the same, but, of course, it was happy anyway. ... that she even laughed too much-she would say goodbye to each one of the wom en, as if we were setting ... would always happen just as we were leaving, and Father and Tonin were in the caboose and from my place ...
development of his poetry in his old age. One might, in fact, imitate these reviewers by paraphrasing Lewis ... fancy, the Tuatha de Danaan and the whole charming, elusive, but slightly savour less conglomeration of ... section of the title poem: "It is time that I wrote my will; I choose upstanding men That climb ...
so after each love, before the goodbyes there should be this eternal minute in which you and I hand ... goodbye. Every mass, you know, ends in happiness, in bursts of laughter on the steps and in races of who ...
isn't. You hear me; my voice. I'm as alive as you are, although nine years older but in much ... "You're right, and I'm so glad," and he hangs up. Oh my God, he thinks, I forgot to say ... goodbye. He calls back and says "I'm sorry, I forgot to say goodbye before I hung up. But ...
me, saying goodbye and crying many tears, and she said to me: "What a cruel unhappiness, ... Sappho, truly I leave you against my will." This is what I replied her: "Go, fare well, ... and violets you were garlanded while you were at my side and with many a flower necklace you encircled ...
Lo-tien saying goodbye on the verge of Jinyo river. (I am playing scales on my mandolin.) Be limber, my ... no player but there's nobody listening, 1 do it for my own amusement. Sixteen and sixty, ... with cherryblossom, with red maple as the season gives it to decorate my Buddha or offer a sprig at ...
Page 113 from Issue 124 Had my picture taken wearing high boots and a warm blue uniform. The war ... ended. The railroad took me to Wyoming. I got camp jobs that taught me how to cook. Opening my pack, ... I wanted to do something for her. She lightly drummed my gold pan. I gave her the grub kit, trying to ...
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a year; And how explain my rising Sense of danger As he said goodbye at the elevator And I saw inside his ...
