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Amy Lowell: The Cremona Violin
The Cremona ViolinPart FirstPart SecondPart ThirdPart FourthPart FifthAmy Lowell: The Cross-Roads
The Cross-RoadsA bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that goes howling round the house, and weeping as in shame. Cold November dawn…Amy Lowell: The Dinner-Party
The Dinner-PartyFish"So . . ." they said, With their wine-glasses delicately poised, Mocking at the thing they cannot understand. "So . . ." they said again, Amused and insolent. The silver…Amy Lowell: The Fruit Shop
The Fruit ShopCross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered her little brows into As she picked her dainty…Amy Lowell: The Painter on Silk
The Painter on SilkThere was a man Who made his living By painting roses Upon silk.He sat in an upper chamber And painted, And the noises of the street Meant nothing to him.When he heard…Amy Lowell: The Paper Windmill
The Paper WindmillThe little boy pressed his face against the window-pane and looked out at the bright sunshiny morning. The cobble-stones of the square glistened like mica. In the trees, a…Amy Lowell: Towns in Colour
Towns in ColourRed SlippersThompson's Lunch Room — Grand Central StationAn Opera HouseAfternoon Rain in State StreetAn AquariumAmy Lowell: Azure and Gold
Azure and GoldApril had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the mountain beds.Across a deep-sunken stream The pink of…Amy Lowell: Before Dawn
Before DawnLife! Austere arbiter of each man's fate, By whom he learns that Nature's steadfast laws Are as decrees immutable; O pause Your even forward march! Not yet too late Teach me…Amy Lowell: Before the Altar
Before the AltarBefore the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. Not one of all these has he given, No flame of…