Hither, page, and stand by me If thou know'st it, telling Yonder peasant,…
by Dev
Common Fame. I trust a good deal to common fame, as we all must. If a man…
I see everyone rushing— Rushing, tripping, running. Running for the boat…
Met myself thirty years hence: Wrinkles and gray hair. Walking stick.…
Do not tell fish stories where the people know you; but particularly,…
The factory chimney puffs and smokes Its dusty soot Into the air. Cars and…
