Threehundredtwelve

My old clock used to tell the time and subdivide diurnity; but now it's…


Threehundredeleven

Shy one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in the firelight…


Threehundredten

But he grew old—    This knight so bold—    And o’er his heart a…


Threehundrednine

Around me are the two hundred and forty men of B Company, Mud-colored;…


Threehundredeight

I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a…


Threehundredseven

I’ve sent my empty pot again To beg another slip; The last you gave, I’m…


Threehundredsix

The wine of Love is music,    And the feast of Love is song: And when…


Threehundredfive

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve…


Threehundredfour

My offerings are not for the temple at the end of the road, but for the…


Threehundredthree

Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining…