went to bed, and in half a minute he was fast asleep. Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly a...
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Trees and Other Poems by Joyce Kilmer "Mine is no horse with wings, to gain The region of the Sph...
Allez vous-en!'" "Perhaps I feared to make Alphonse jealous," she interjoined, with excessive naiv...
Draw your swords and strike at Hell and strike again. Every steel-born spark that flies where God's...
Edna Pontellier, casting her eyes about, had finally kept them at rest upon the sea. The day was cl...
And wore an overcoat of glory. A fleck of sunlight in the street, A horse, a book, a girl who smil...
And he saved their souls from hell. Bowed with years and pain he came back again To his father's d...
a thing or two. Anyhow, it was a partnership. Niclaus was somewhat afraid of the Frenchman on accou...
As a tribute to the clown who won the great wheel-barrow race. Now, one shall work in the living ro...
placidity becomes only more pronounced, if possible, the more reason there is for excitement; and a...
"While he listened, the Frenchman, whose immobility might have but cloaked an internal struggle; mo...
But at the best of times she was not demonstrative; and perhaps that very coldness was part of her ...
Main Street and Other Poems by Joyce Kilmer To Mrs. Edmund Leamy Contents Main Street Roofs Th...
that'll be better than bringing her back with empty holds. A day more or less doesn't matter.' "Th...
You will choose the house you like the best Of all that you can see: And its walls will glow as yo...