Flame and Shadow

Sara Teasdale

I Barter Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up Hold...

Sara Teasdale

I Blue Squills How many million Aprils came Before I ever knew How white a cherry bough could be, A bed of squills, how blue!

Sara Teasdale

To ERNST CONTENTS PART I SPRING NIGHT THE FLIGHT NEW LOVE AND OLD THE LOOK SPRING THE LIGHTED WINDOW THE KISS SWANS THE OLD MAID FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER AT NIGHT...

Sara Teasdale

[American (Missouri & New York) Poet] Author of "Sonnets to Duse, and Other Poems" To Marion Cummings Stanley Contents Helen of Troy Beatrice Sappho Marianna Alcoforando Guenevere ...

Jonathan Swift

1729 It is a melancholy object to those, who walk through this great town, or travel in the country, when they see the streets, the roads and cabbin-doors crowded with beggars of the female sex,...

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer.

Plato

Translated by Benjamin Jowett INTRODUCTION.

Ambrose Bierce

THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION, 1988 A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift water twenty feet below.