Threnody (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Lilacs blossom just as sweet Now my heart is shattered. If I bowled it down the street, Who's to say it mattered? continue reading
To A Much Too Unfortunate Lady (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) He will love you presently If you be the way you be. Send your heart a-skittering. He will stoop, and lift the thing. continue reading
Trifler, The (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Death's the lover that I'd be taking; Wild and fickle and fierce is he. Small's his care if my heart be breaking- Gay young Death would have none of me. continue reading
Ultimatum (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) I'm wearied of wearying love, my friend, Of worry and strain and doubt; Before we begin, let us view the end, And maybe I'll do without. continue reading
Very Short Song, A (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Once, when I was young and true, Someone left me sad- Broke my brittle heart in two; And that is very bad. continue reading
Wail (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Love has gone a-rocketing. That is not the worst; I could do without the thing, And not be the first. continue reading
Well-Worn Story, A (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) In April, in April, My one love came along, And I ran the slope of my high hill To follow a thread of song. continue reading
Wisdom (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) This I say, and this I know: Love has seen the last of me. Love's a trodden lane to woe, Love's a path to misery. continue reading
