written by Dorothy ParkerCarlyle combined the lit'ry life
With throwing teacups at his wife,
Remarking, rather testily,
"Oh, stop your dodging, Mrs. C.!"
Dorothy Parker
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Tue 08.02.2011 at 02:27
Dearest one, when I am dead
Never seek to follow me.
Never mount the quiet hill
Where the copper leaves are still,
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Sat 07.23.2011 at 05:02
Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Thu 07.21.2011 at 20:14
Oh, mercifullest one of all,
Oh, generous as dear,
None lived so lowly, none so small,
Thou couldst withhold thy tear:
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Tue 06.28.2011 at 11:43
I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Mon 06.27.2011 at 04:58
Because your eyes are slant and slow,
Because your hair is sweet to touch,
My heart is high again; but oh,
written by Dorothy Parker, published on Mon 06.27.2011 at 04:25
Too long and quickly have I lived to vow
The woe that stretches me shall never wane,
Too often seen the end of endless pain
