Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
2. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
3. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
4. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
5. The Immortals 1/13/2003
6. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
7. The Leal 1/13/2003
8. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
9. Roundel 1/13/2003
10. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
11. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
12. Renunciation 1/13/2003
13. Ornithology For Beginners 1/13/2003
14. The Homebody 1/13/2003
15. George Gissing 1/13/2003
16. The Thin Edge 1/13/2003
17. Requiescat 1/13/2003
18. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
19. The Maid-Servant At The Inn 1/13/2003
20. George Sand 1/13/2003
21. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
22. Iseult Of Brittany 1/13/2003
23. Harriet Beecher Stowe 1/13/2003
24. Post-Graduate 1/13/2003
25. The Dramatists 1/13/2003
26. The Willow 1/13/2003
27. Portrait Of The Artist 1/3/2003
28. Victoria 1/13/2003
29. Story 1/13/2003
30. Temps Perdu 1/13/2003
31. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
32. Liebestod 1/13/2003
33. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
34. Paths 1/13/2003
35. Vers Demode 1/13/2003
36. Prayer For A Prayer 1/13/2003
37. Parable For A Certain Virgin 1/13/2003
38. To Newcastle 1/3/2003
39. The Gentlest Lady 1/3/2003
40. Salome's Dancing-Lesson 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Dorothy Parker

A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

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Song In A Minor Key

There's a place I know where the birds swing low,
And wayward vines go roaming,
Where the lilacs nod, and a marble god
Is pale, in scented gloaming.
And at sunset there comes a lady fair
Whose eyes are deep with yearning.
By an old, old gate does the lady wait
Her own true love's returning.

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