An Encounter, by Robert Frost
ONCE on the kind of day called "weather breeder...
ONCE on the kind of day called "weather breeder...
"WILLIS, I didn't want you here to-day:
The ...
Forgetting her mauve vows the Fania fled,
Tak...
The sodden stretches of the months of pregnancy...
I. PROEM. This was a sweet white wildwood viol...
In Cyprus, in an old world time
Dreamy, myst...
Loitering, midst the tropic glory of a large c...
I stood upon the topmost crag of rock-ribbed Ta...
I Orb, my heart's mercy to my heart
Quick an...