Roundel (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) She's passing fair; but so demure is she, So quiet is her gown, so smooth her hair, That few there are who note her and agree She's passing fair. continue reading
Satin Dress, The (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Needle, needle, dip and dart, Thrusting up and down, Where's the man could ease a heart Like a satin gown? continue reading
Small Hours, The (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) No more my little song comes back; And now of nights I lay My head on down, to watch the black And wait the unfailing gray. continue reading
Somebody's Song (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) This is what I vow; He shall have my heart to keep, Sweetly will we stir and sleep, All the years, as now. Swift the measured sands may run; Love like this is never done; He and I are welded one: This is what I vow. continue reading
Story Of Mrs. W (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) My garden blossoms pink and white, A place of decorous murmuring, Where I am safe from August night And cannot feel the knife of Spring. continue reading
Symptom Recital (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) I do not like my state of mind; I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, I do not yearn for lovelier lands. I dread the dawn's recurrent light... continue reading
Theory (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Into love and out again, Thus I went, and thus I go. continue reading
They Part (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) And if, my friend, you'd have it end, There's naught to hear or tell. But need you try to black my eye In wishing me farewell. continue reading
Thin Edge, The (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) With you, my heart is quiet here, And all my thoughts are cool as rain. continue reading
