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Dorothy Parker's Poetry, by title

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  • Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,
    And drink your rushing words with eager lips,
    24 lines, 6 comments
  • A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
    Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
    14 lines
  • I think that I shall never know
    Why I am thus, and I am so.
    24 lines, 2 comments
  • The Lives and Times of John Keats,
    Percy Bysshe Shelley, and
    12 lines, 7 comments
  • Because my love is quick to come and go-
    A little here, and then a little there-
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Once, when I was young and true,
     Someone left me sad-
    8 lines, 3 comments
  • In April, in April,
    My one love came along,
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Oh, mercifullest one of all,
     Oh, generous as dear,
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • When I am old, and comforted,
     And done with this desire,
    16 lines, 4 comments
  • Although I work, and seldom cease,
    At Dumas pere and Dumas fils,
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • Should Heaven send me any son,
    I hope he's not like Tennyson.
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • So silent I when Love was by
    He yawned, and turned away;
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • When my eyes are weeds,
    And my lips are petals, spinning
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Oh, both my shoes are shiny new,
           And pristine is my hat;
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • In May my heart was breaking-
     Oh, wide the wound, and deep!
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • This, no song of an ingénue,
            This, no ballad of innocence;
    25 lines
  • There's little to have but the things I had,
    There's little to bear but the things I bore.
    29 lines, 2 comments
  • Daily I listen to wonder and woe,
    Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,
    29 lines, 2 comments
  • Love is sharper than stones or sticks;
      Lone as the sea, and deeper blue;
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Authors and actors and artists and such
    Never know nothing, and never know much.
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • The days will rally, wreathing
    Their crazy tarantelle;
    20 lines
  • Little things that no one needs —
        Little things to joke about —
    16 lines
  • I think, no matter where you stray,
    That I shall go with you a way.
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Some men, some men
    Cannot pass a
    24 lines
  • Who call him spurious and shoddy
    Shall do it o'er my lifeless body.
    4 lines
  • I never see that prettiest thing-
    A cherry bough gone white with Spring-
    4 lines
  • There's little in taking or giving,
     There's little in water or wine;
    12 lines
  • Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
    A medley of extemporanea;
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • They hurried here, as soon as you had died,
    Their faces damp with haste and sympathy,
    14 lines
  • How shall I wail, that wasn't meant for weeping?
    Love has run and left me, oh, what then?
    16 lines
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