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Walker Brothers CowboyAlice Munro (from A Wilderness Station: Selected Stories, 1968–1994) READ MORE
Marcel Proust Swann’s Way – Combray – Overture For a long time I used to go to bed early .… READ MORE
In Memoriam A.H.H. Alfred, Lord Tennyson CI Unwatch’d, the garden bough shall sway, The tender blossom flutter down, Unloved, that… READ MORE
Nature’s Questioning Thomas Hardy When I look forth at dawning, pool, Field, flock, and lonely tree, All seem to gaze… READ MORE
Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags,… READ MORE
What Is Life?John Clare (1793-1864) AND what is Life?—An hour-glass on the run,A mist retreating from the morning sun,A busy,… READ MORE
The WindhoverGerard Manley Hopkins To Christ Our Lord I caught this morning morning’s minion, king- dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn… READ MORE
The Best of SchoolD.H. Lawrence The blinds are drawn because of the sun,And the boys and the room in a… READ MORE
A Postcard from the Volcano by Wallace Stevens Children picking up our bones . . . READ MORE
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