His eyes did rest upon Julia’s breast
as she spoke or questioned or sighed,
until she shaved her head one day
to spite his wandering eye;
now when she speaks or quests or sighs
his eyes rest on her barren brow,
on the memory of her hairline
and the fate that awaits him now.
End of the poem
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- Hamlet As Told On The Street by Shel Silverstein
- Contradictions poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Patience poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Long Distance I by Tony Harrison
- On A Plant Of Virgin’s-Bower, Designed To Cover A Garden-seat by William Cowper
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- Kinu Goala’s Alley – English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- At Applewaite, Near Keswick 1804 by William Wordsworth
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- A Girdle by William Strode
- Music poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
