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I must tell you this young tree whose round and firm trunk between the wet pavement and the gutter
The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening from the left
O—EH—lee! La—la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange…
I bought a dish mop— having no daughter— for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine
If when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists
Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…
Light hearted William twirled his November moustaches and, half dressed, looked from the bedroom window upon the spring weather.
WHERE shall I find you— You, my grotesque fellows That I seek everywhere To make up my band? None, not one
It was an icy day. We buried the cat, then took her box and set fire to it in the back yard.
The half-stripped trees struck by a wind together, bending all, the leaves flutter drily and refuse to let go
A day on the boulevards chosen out… student poverty! One best day out… Berket in high spirits—"Ha, orang… And he made to snatch an orange fr… Now so clever was the deception, s…
Ecstatic bird songs pound the hollow vastness of the sky with metallic clinkings— beating color up into it at a far edge,—beating it, beating…
Mr T. bareheaded in a soiled undershirt his hair standing out on all sides
The grass is very green, my friend… and tousled, like the head of —— your grandson, yes? And the mounta… the mountain we climbed twenty years since for the last
By constantly tormenting them with reminders of the lice in their children’s hair, the School Physician first brought their hatred down on him.