Date: | 1819 |
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Description: | A commemorative handkerchief created by a wood engraving on white cotton fabric. The scene is the Manchester Reform Meeting, in England. A crowd of demonst... |
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Description: | She didn't quite make clear what we were going to find when we got here on the outer edge of worry It wasn't Chinamen and it wasn't wild rice A ha... |
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Description: | The Little Bluebirds — has anyone expressed it better than Judy Garland singing . . . why, oh why, can't I |
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Description: | 200 years this tree grew here and so did I We were raised here and brought up young ones |
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Description: | The style of reachings, temporal or spiritual, for transformation of the earth. The chapel of Rockford Female Seminary, later Rockford College, 1889-1892... |
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Description: | Well-scrubbed proprieties, in no danger except the possible over-minding of their own manners or being out-voted by Activists |
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Description: | Sunday was the day when, to a stranger, almost nothing happened. But to us it was the best day of all |
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Description: | There are Gothic ways the light comes drifting through a forest clothes fit, things pad themselves stone rests on stone and legends long persist, ... |
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Description: | Our side of the fence is all dovetail — where they winked and upset the story-book, that's over on your side |
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Description: | New land cut out by real imaginary lines based in older spirit courses lay and bedrock, flight of birds and pointed feet |
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Description: | If you will tell me, then, the things that you have read I shall not have heard of them but I will read them for your sake There is a meeting ... |
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Description: | Everybody who lived should get a gold watch for endurance and a chain for hanging |
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Description: | There used to be a quiet. It wasn't deafness, it was roses But they don't make it any more They think it was a toy |
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Description: | White horses, white fences that money can't buy |
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Description: | The boss says — The center is — Good workmen then served two masters One a man, the other a craft A fine-edged tool biting life-long in... |
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Description: | Everybody was wonderful Stars kept rising, pink and gold Trailing threads of breathless music barely out of reach Hand to hand around the n... |
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Description: | The earth is never still, but speaks her lovers lying twined among the roots of grasses, lying long stretched out from hill to hill There wher... |
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Description: | A word without momentum that settled on a note of calm caught wind and spun its venom into froth, to cool a Sunday afternoon in June |
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Description: | Put aside anything so futile All that fermented time spent and blackened, much obscured, is now restored with cheese and wine |
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Description: | Every macho-mind knows exactly what and where it is — up front, smoking hot, born to circumstance, savage watchman of the several thousand Rights |
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