Listen to me, as if I were Sybaris barking with all his heads, at the gates of Hell, I will tell you where to take it. But don't ...... don't open the box!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Well, you look so pretty in it Honey, can I jump on it sometime?... Yes, I just wanna see If it's really that expensive kind You know it balances on your head Just like a mattress balances On a bottle of wine Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No, in your rural letter box I leave this note without a stamp... To tell you it was just a tramp Who used your pasture for a camp.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds,... That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Three things are never satisfied; four never say, "Enough": Sheol, the barren womb, the earth ever thirsty for water, and the fire... that never says, "Enough."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »