...[prologuel Good, to forgive; Best, to forget! Living, we fret; Dying, we live. 1656 'My Last Duchess' e would be so many horse-drawn vehicles it would be...KAPPEL Frederick 5392 The Bell system is like a damn 1657 'The Last Ride Together' Who knows but the world may end tonight? Less is more. 1659 'The Lost...

...wrong names. 689 'Easter-Day' 'Tis well averred, A scientific faith's absurd. 690 'My Last Duchess' She had A heart - how shall I say? - too soon made...whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. 691 Sordello Any nose May ravage with impunity a rose. BRUCE Lenny 1925-1966 692 The whole motivation...

.../Looking as if she were alive" the Duchess he presumably has murdered. The reason becomes obvious: ... She had A heart — how shall I say? — too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked what'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. . . . . . . She thanked men — good! but thanked...

.../Looking as if she were alive" the Duchess he presumably has murdered. The reason becomes obvious: ... She had A heart — how shall I say? — too soon made glad. Too easily impressed; she liked what'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. . . . . . . She thanked men — good! but thanked...

...never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat": such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one! My favor at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious...

...the metrical scheme of their poems, which was a perfectly acceptable thing to do. Here is an example: Too easily impressed; she liked whate'er She looked...Sir, 'twas all one! My favour at her breast ... The lines that contain the shortened words are basically iambic, but they wouldn't be if whate'er was allowed...

...never hope to reproduce the faint "Half-flush that dies along her throat": such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...her looks went everywhere. Sir, 'twas all one! My favor at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious...

...hope to reproduce the faint 'Half-flush that dies along her throat:' such stuff 20 Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot...whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. 25 Sir, 'twas all one! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough...

...where we might wind up. In the end." She had Part I: September, 1633 A heart—how shall I say?—too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. "Trade, Michael, trade." Chapter 4 "I know, Francisco, I know." It was late, and Mike Stearns' office...

...never hope to reproduce the faint half-flush that dies along her throat:" such stuff was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough for calling up that spot...she looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, 't was all one! My favor at her breast, the dropping of the daylight in the West, the bough of cherries...