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  • The Prinkin' Leddie
    The Hielan' lassies are a' for spinnin',
    The Lowlan' lassies for prinkin' and pinnin';
    My daddie w'u'd chide me, an' so w'u'd my minnie
    If I s'u'd bring hame sic a prinkin' leddie. ...
  • Death And The Maiden
    BARCAROLE ON THE STYX


    Fair youth with the rose at your lips, ...
  • Silver Filigree
    The icicles wreathing
    On trees in festoon
    Swing, swayed to our breathing:
    They're made of the moon. ...
  • Blood Feud
    Once, when my husband was a child, there came
    To his father's table, one who called him kin,
    In sunbleached corduroys paler than his skin.
    His look was grave and kind; he bore the name ...
  • Village Mystery
    The woman in the pointed hood
    And cloak blue-gray like a pigeon's wing,
    Whose orchard climbs to the balsam-wood,
    Has done a cruel thing. ...
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Silver 14 Sun 13 Cold 12 Love 11 I Love You 11 White 11 Bright 11 Blue 10 Death 9 Sleep 9


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Justadduce: “hail, element of earth, receive thy own and cherish, at thy charitable breast, this man, this mongrel beast: he plows the sand, and, at his hardest need, he sows himself for seed.” ~ elinor morton hoyt wylie.
Justadduce: “i was, being human, born alone; i am, being woman, hard beset; i live by squeezing from a stone the little nourishment i get.” ~ elinor morton hoyt wylie
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Suppose, my dear, that you were I
And by your side your sweetheart sate;
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Now tell me, dear, what would you do?
I know-and so do you.

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