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Roses by George Eliot
You love the roses–so do I. I wishThe sky would rain down roses, as they rainFrom off the shaken bush.…
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Sweet Endings Come and Go, Love by George Eliot
“La noche buena se viene,La noche buena se va,Y nosotros nos iremosY no volveremos mas.” ~ Old Villancico. Sweet evenings…
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A Cooking Egg by T.S. Eliot
En l’an trentiesme de mon aageQue toutes mes hontes j’ay beues…Pipit sate upright in her chairSome distance from where I…
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Aunt Helen by T.S. Eliot
Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt,And lived in a small house near a fashionable squareCared for by servants to…
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Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar by T.S. Eliot
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire—nil nisi divinum stabileest; caetera fumus—the gondola stopped, the oldpalace was there, how charming its grey and pink—goats and monkeys,…
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Conversation Galante by T.S. Eliot
I observe: “Our sentimental friend the moon!Or possibly (fantastic, I confess)It may be Prester John’s balloonOr an old battered lantern…
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Cousin Nancy by T.S. Eliot
Miss Nancy Ellicott Strode across the hills and broke them,Rode across the hills and broke them—The barren New England hills—Riding…
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Gerontion by T.S. Eliot
Thou hast nor youth nor ageBut as it were an after dinner sleepDreaming of both.Here I am, an old man…
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Hysteria by T.S. Eliot
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in herlaughter and being part of it, until her teeth wereonly…
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La Figlia Che Piange by T.S. Eliot
O quam te memorem Virgo…Stand on the highest pavement of the stair—Lean on a garden urn—Weave, weave the sunlight in…
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