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The term "j alfred" has been searched for 190 times on the American Poems site since September 3rd, 2005.
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1. Alfred, Lord Tennyson - written by Dorothy Parker
From Sunset Gun.
Published in 1928.
Read 3221 times on American Poems.
Should Heaven send me any son,
I hope he's not like Tennyson.
I'd rather have him play a fiddle
Than rise and bow and speak an idyll.(Read full poem)
2. Alfred Moir - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 388 times on American Poems.
Why was I not devoured by self-contempt,
And rotted down by indifference
And impotent revolt like Indignation Jones?
Why, with all of my errant steps
Did I miss the fate of Willard Fluke?
And why, though I stood at Burchard's bar,
As a sort... (Read full poem)
3. Wapentake - written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
From Birds Of Passage.
Read 695 times on American Poems.
To Alfred Tennyson
Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine;
Not as a knight, who on the listed field
Of tourney touched his adversary's shield
In token of defiance, but in sign
Of homage to the mastery, which is thine,
In English song;... (Read full poem)
4. Hamlet Micure - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 791 times on American Poems.
In a lingering fever many visions come to you:
I was in the little house again
With its great yard of clover
Running down to the board-fence,
Shadowed by the oak tree,
Where we children had our swing.
Yet the little house was a manor hall
Set... (Read full poem)
5. A Cooking Egg - written by T.S. Eliot
From Poems.
Published in 1920.
Read 9068 times on American Poems.
En l’an trentiesme do mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes j’ay beues...
PIPIT sate upright in her chair
Some distance from where I was sitting;
Views of the Oxford Colleges
Lay on the table, with the knitting.
Daguerreotypes and silhouettes,
Here... (Read full poem)
6. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock - written by T.S. Eliot
From Prufrock and Other Observations.
Published in 1917.
Read 20922 times on American Poems.
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.
Let us go then, you and... (Read full poem)
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