GUITAR POEMS
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Studio Composition
Cup of Words
Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
Cup of Words
Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
A Boy Named Sue
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
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Shel Silverstein
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
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Shel Silverstein
The Man With The Blue Guitar
as green.
They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
as green.
They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
Pierrot
I work all day,
Said Simple John,
Myself a house to buy.
I work all day,
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Langston Hughes
I work all day,
Said Simple John,
Myself a house to buy.
I work all day,
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Langston Hughes
To A Lady, With A Guitar
Ariel to Miranda:-Take
This slave of music, for the sake
Of him who is the slave of thee;
And teach it all the harmony
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Ariel to Miranda:-Take
This slave of music, for the sake
Of him who is the slave of thee;
And teach it all the harmony
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fragment Of 'the Castle Builder.'
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think
About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;
It should be rich and sombre, and the moon,
Just in its mid-life in the midst of June,
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John Keats
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think
About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;
It should be rich and sombre, and the moon,
Just in its mid-life in the midst of June,
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John Keats
Salut Au Monde
O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!
Each answering all--each sharing the earth with all.
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Walt Whitman
O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!
Each answering all--each sharing the earth with all.
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Walt Whitman
All About You
In the Grandville greyhound station in the lightly drizzlin' rain
Sittin' on my suitcase goin' quietly insane all about you babe all about you
All about you and then no feelin' double dealin' things that you do
Uh every man in Grandville says he knows you well
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Shel Silverstein
In the Grandville greyhound station in the lightly drizzlin' rain
Sittin' on my suitcase goin' quietly insane all about you babe all about you
All about you and then no feelin' double dealin' things that you do
Uh every man in Grandville says he knows you well
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Shel Silverstein
The Guitar-la Guitarra
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
The goblets of dawn
are smashed.
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Federico Garcàa Lorca
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
The goblets of dawn
are smashed.
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Federico Garcàa Lorca
A Serenade
I watch Inesilla
Thy window beneath,
Deep slumbers the villa
In night's dusky sheath.
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Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
I watch Inesilla
Thy window beneath,
Deep slumbers the villa
In night's dusky sheath.
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Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Confession Iii
Her lonely boat fated to float aimlessly
midstream, weary with sadness, drifting.
Her hold overflowing with duty and feeling,
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Ho Xuan Huong
Her lonely boat fated to float aimlessly
midstream, weary with sadness, drifting.
Her hold overflowing with duty and feeling,
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Ho Xuan Huong
Echo
How sweet the answer Echo makes
To music at night,
When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,
And far away, o'er lawns and lakes,
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Thomas Moore
How sweet the answer Echo makes
To music at night,
When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,
And far away, o'er lawns and lakes,
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Thomas Moore
The Old Guitar
Neglected now is the old guitar
And moldering into decay;
Fretted with many a rift and scar
That the dull dust hides away,
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James Whitcomb Riley
Neglected now is the old guitar
And moldering into decay;
Fretted with many a rift and scar
That the dull dust hides away,
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James Whitcomb Riley
Scum Of The Earth
There was a group called called Scum of the Earth
And they say they got their birth
In a basement bar on Greek Street down in Soho
The bass man he smoked grass and the drummer he kicked ass
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Shel Silverstein
There was a group called called Scum of the Earth
And they say they got their birth
In a basement bar on Greek Street down in Soho
The bass man he smoked grass and the drummer he kicked ass
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Shel Silverstein
La Paloma In London
About Soho we went before the light;
We went, unresting six, craving new fun,
New scenes, new raptures, for the fevered night
Of rollicking laughter, drink and song, was done.
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Claude Mckay
About Soho we went before the light;
We went, unresting six, craving new fun,
New scenes, new raptures, for the fevered night
Of rollicking laughter, drink and song, was done.
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Claude Mckay
Changing Of The Seasons
Oh the changing of the seasons it's a pretty thing to see
And though I find this balmy weather pleasin'
There's the wind come from tomorrow and I hear it callin' me
And I'm bound for the changing of the seasons
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Shel Silverstein
Oh the changing of the seasons it's a pretty thing to see
And though I find this balmy weather pleasin'
There's the wind come from tomorrow and I hear it callin' me
And I'm bound for the changing of the seasons
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Shel Silverstein
Sicilian Emigrant's Song
O-eh-lee! La-la!
Donna! Donna!
Blue is the sky of Palermo;
Blue is the little bay;
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William Carlos Williams
O-eh-lee! La-la!
Donna! Donna!
Blue is the sky of Palermo;
Blue is the little bay;
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William Carlos Williams
After Us
I don't know if we're in the beginning
or in the final stage.
-- Tomas Tranströmer
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Connie Wanek
I don't know if we're in the beginning
or in the final stage.
-- Tomas Tranströmer
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Connie Wanek
Seville
My Pa and Ma their honeymoon
Passed in an Andulasian June,
And though produced in Drury Lane,
I must have been conceived in Spain.
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Robert Service
My Pa and Ma their honeymoon
Passed in an Andulasian June,
And though produced in Drury Lane,
I must have been conceived in Spain.
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Robert Service
Sicilian Emigrant-s Song
Oâ??ehâ??lee! Laâ??la!
Donna! Donna!
Blue is the sky of Palermo;
Blue is the little bay;
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William Carlos Williams
Oâ??ehâ??lee! Laâ??la!
Donna! Donna!
Blue is the sky of Palermo;
Blue is the little bay;
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William Carlos Williams
Song Of The Guitar.
In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.
I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River,
Where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn.
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Bai Juyi
In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.
I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River,
Where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn.
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Bai Juyi
Two Songs Of Spain
Fountain, cans't thou sing the song
My Juan sang to me
The moonlit orange groves among?
Then list the words from me,
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Fountain, cans't thou sing the song
My Juan sang to me
The moonlit orange groves among?
Then list the words from me,
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Ignorance
Oh happy he who cannot see
With scientific eyes;
Who does not know how flowers grow,
And is not planet wise;
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Robert Service
Oh happy he who cannot see
With scientific eyes;
Who does not know how flowers grow,
And is not planet wise;
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Robert Service
On The Keowee
Three days searchers worked below
rock-leaps her feet had not bridged,
men trolling grabbling hooks through
suck hole and blue hole, bamboo
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Ron Rash
Three days searchers worked below
rock-leaps her feet had not bridged,
men trolling grabbling hooks through
suck hole and blue hole, bamboo
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Ron Rash
The Owl And The Pussy-cat.
I.
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
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Edward Lear
I.
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
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Edward Lear
Lost Shepherd
Ah me! How hard is destiny!
If we could only know. . . .
I bought my son from Sicily
A score of years ago;
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Robert William Service
Ah me! How hard is destiny!
If we could only know. . . .
I bought my son from Sicily
A score of years ago;
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Robert William Service
Daylight Dreamer
Here's the half-finished painting of a girl that I started last December
Here's the first three pages of my novel bout I don't really remember
Here's my Martin guitar that I never quite learned how to play
That's the daylight dreamer wishful thinker's way
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Shel Silverstein
Here's the half-finished painting of a girl that I started last December
Here's the first three pages of my novel bout I don't really remember
Here's my Martin guitar that I never quite learned how to play
That's the daylight dreamer wishful thinker's way
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Shel Silverstein
The Great Journalist In Spain
Good editor Dana-God bless him, we say-
Will soon be afloat on the main,
Will be steaming away
Through the mist and the spray
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Eugene Field
Good editor Dana-God bless him, we say-
Will soon be afloat on the main,
Will be steaming away
Through the mist and the spray
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Eugene Field
A Background In Music
and not just twangy tunes that rhyme southern drawls
with guitar strings, though it's true i knew charlie pride
before charlie parker, but music, music, music, broadway
numbers (one! . . .) broadcast over speakers in the park,
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Evie Shockley
and not just twangy tunes that rhyme southern drawls
with guitar strings, though it's true i knew charlie pride
before charlie parker, but music, music, music, broadway
numbers (one! . . .) broadcast over speakers in the park,
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Evie Shockley
Mrs. Katherine-s Lantern
'Coming from a gloomy court,
Place of Israelite resort,
This old lamp I've brought with me.
Madam, on its panes you'll see
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William Makepeace Thackeray
'Coming from a gloomy court,
Place of Israelite resort,
This old lamp I've brought with me.
Madam, on its panes you'll see
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William Makepeace Thackeray
Stars
'THESE are the floating berries of the night,
They drop their harvest in dark alleys down,
Softly far down on groves of Venus, or on a little town
Forgotten at the world's edgeâ??and O, their light
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Kenneth Slessor
'THESE are the floating berries of the night,
They drop their harvest in dark alleys down,
Softly far down on groves of Venus, or on a little town
Forgotten at the world's edgeâ??and O, their light
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Kenneth Slessor
Why This Volume Is So Thin
In youth I dreamed, as other youths have dreamt,
Of love, and thrummed an amateur guitar
To verses of my own,â??a stout attempt
To hold communion with the Evening Star
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Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
In youth I dreamed, as other youths have dreamt,
Of love, and thrummed an amateur guitar
To verses of my own,â??a stout attempt
To hold communion with the Evening Star
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Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
The Voyage
We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,
To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went by;
And underneath a speckless sky in a little dancing breeze,
We decked our craft with roses, and launched it on the seas.
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Alice Guerin Crist
We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,
To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went by;
And underneath a speckless sky in a little dancing breeze,
We decked our craft with roses, and launched it on the seas.
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Alice Guerin Crist
Fellow Citizens
I drank musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with
the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter
one night
And his face had the shining light of an old-time Quaker,
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Carl Sandburg
I drank musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with
the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter
one night
And his face had the shining light of an old-time Quaker,
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Carl Sandburg
Go Greyhound
A few hours after Des Moines
the toilet overflowed.
This wasn't the adventure it sounds.
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Bob Hicok
A few hours after Des Moines
the toilet overflowed.
This wasn't the adventure it sounds.
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Bob Hicok
Sure Hit Songwriter-s Pen
Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the stars
Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket home and I's headin' for the Trailway bus
When I seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and picked it up
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Shel Silverstein
Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the stars
Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket home and I's headin' for the Trailway bus
When I seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and picked it up
.....
Shel Silverstein
Fragment Of
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think
About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;
It should be rich and sombre, and the moon,
Just in its mid-life in the midst of June,
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John Keats
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think
About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;
It should be rich and sombre, and the moon,
Just in its mid-life in the midst of June,
.....
John Keats
Sfere
I asked of my Muse, had she any objection
To laughing with me,-not a word for reply!
You see, it is Sfere, our time for dejection,-
And can a Jew laugh when the rule is to cry?
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Morris Rosenfeld
I asked of my Muse, had she any objection
To laughing with me,-not a word for reply!
You see, it is Sfere, our time for dejection,-
And can a Jew laugh when the rule is to cry?
.....
Morris Rosenfeld
Accordion
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time;
Of viol or of lute some make a song.
My battered old accordion, you're worthy of a rhyme,
You've been my friend and comforter so long.
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Robert Service
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time;
Of viol or of lute some make a song.
My battered old accordion, you're worthy of a rhyme,
You've been my friend and comforter so long.
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Robert Service
The White Bull
Ev'ry dusk eye in Madrid,
Flash'd blue 'neath its lid;
As the cry and the clamour ran round,
“The king has been crown'd!
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Ev'ry dusk eye in Madrid,
Flash'd blue 'neath its lid;
As the cry and the clamour ran round,
“The king has been crown'd!
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
The Giaour: A Fragment Of A Turkish Tale
No breath of air to break the wave
That rolls below the Athenian's grave,
That tomb which, gleaming o'er the cliff
First greets the homeward-veering skiff
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George Gordon Byron
No breath of air to break the wave
That rolls below the Athenian's grave,
That tomb which, gleaming o'er the cliff
First greets the homeward-veering skiff
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George Gordon Byron
The Lady To Her Guitar
For him who struck thy foreign string,
I ween this heart has ceased to care;
Then why dost thou such feelings bring
To my sad spiritâ??old Guitar?
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Emily Jane Brontë
For him who struck thy foreign string,
I ween this heart has ceased to care;
Then why dost thou such feelings bring
To my sad spiritâ??old Guitar?
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Emily Jane Brontë
Bury Me In My Shades
In a pad with no heat, up on Sullivan Street,
The last of the hipsters lay dyin'.
Wearin' his shades, so like no one could tell
Like whether or not he was cryin'.
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Shel Silverstein
In a pad with no heat, up on Sullivan Street,
The last of the hipsters lay dyin'.
Wearin' his shades, so like no one could tell
Like whether or not he was cryin'.
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Shel Silverstein
The Hidden Heart
AS I rode out of Lochinvar
About me all the scene was fair;
The skies, with not a cloud to mar,
Were filled with fresh and dewy air,
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Roderic Quinn
AS I rode out of Lochinvar
About me all the scene was fair;
The skies, with not a cloud to mar,
Were filled with fresh and dewy air,
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Roderic Quinn
Touch Lightly Nature's Sweet Guitar
1389
Touch lightly Nature's sweet Guitar
Unless thou know'st the Tune
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Emily Dickinson
1389
Touch lightly Nature's sweet Guitar
Unless thou know'st the Tune
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Emily Dickinson
The Minaret Bells
Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,
By the light of the star,
On the blue river's brink,
I heard a guitar.
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William Makepeace Thackeray
Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,
By the light of the star,
On the blue river's brink,
I heard a guitar.
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William Makepeace Thackeray
Floridian
The cactus and the aloe bloom
Beneath the window of your room;
Your window where, at evenfall,
Beneath the twilight's first pale star,
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Madison Julius Cawein
The cactus and the aloe bloom
Beneath the window of your room;
Your window where, at evenfall,
Beneath the twilight's first pale star,
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Madison Julius Cawein
Floridian.
I.
The cactus and the aloe bloom
Beneath the window of your room;
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Madison Julius Cawein
I.
The cactus and the aloe bloom
Beneath the window of your room;
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Madison Julius Cawein