Robert Hichens, “Skirting the Balkan Peninsula from Triest to Constantinople, Sixth Paper: Stamboul, the City of Mosques,” With Pictures by Jules Guérin, The Century 86 (August 1913): 521. |
Friday, May 29, 2015
Eyub Is a Place of Tombs; On the Hillside, Thousands of the Faithful Rest under Cypresses in Graves Marked by Dusty Headstones Leaning Awry (1913)
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
We Prized off the Lid in a Twinkling and a Transient Glimpse of Moonlight Disclosed to Us the Shrouded Inmate All White and Damp (1864)
Monday, May 25, 2015
“Wisha! Wisha!,” She Exclaimed, Rubbing Her Finger across Her Sallow Brow, and Then Plucking Tufts of Maiden Hair out of the Old Walls, “It Bothers One to Think How Often That Tomb Has Been Opened.” (1844)
Friday, May 22, 2015
Oh, Mother, Do Come Back to Poor Betty (1869)
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Monday, May 18, 2015
A Woman’s Generous Warmth Arose through Maiden Sensibility and Taught Her How to Comfort Best and Whence to Replume the Wings of Peace (1873)
Friday, May 15, 2015
A Savage Strumming Accompanied His Ballad, Announcing a Ukulele (1919)
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
From Ever to Always the Generations of Men Do Bondsman’s Service in the Single Field (1901)
Monday, May 11, 2015
In This Manner, the Epitaph on My Mother’s Tomb Being My Primer and My Spelling-Book, I Learned to Read (1825)
Friday, May 8, 2015
And like That Sounding Echo-Land This Graveyard Speaks to Me (1885)
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
If They Were Quick in Coming from the Graveyard They Were Slow in Reaching It (1898)
Monday, May 4, 2015
She Entreated Some of the Gentlemen to Go and Prevent Him Digging the Grave but None of Them Had Courage Enough (1884)
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