Prisoner
Dorothy Parker
Long I fought the driving lists, Plume a-stream and armor clanging; Link on link, between my wrists, Now my heavy freedom’s hanging.
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- Dorothy Parker : Prologue To A Saga
- Dorothy Parker : Prophetic Soul
- Dorothy Parker : Purposely Ungrammatical Love Song
- Dorothy Parker : Rainy Night
- Dorothy Parker : Recurrence
- Dorothy Parker : Renunciation
- Dorothy Parker : Requiescat
- Dorothy Parker : Resume
- Dorothy Parker : Reuben's Children
- Dorothy Parker : Rhyme Against Living
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- Dorothy Parker : Prayer For A Prayer
- Dorothy Parker : Prayer For A New Mother
- Dorothy Parker : Pour Prendre Conge
- Dorothy Parker : Post-graduate
- Dorothy Parker : Portrait Of The Artist
- Dorothy Parker : Plea
- Dorothy Parker : Philosophy
- Dorothy Parker : Penelope
- Dorothy Parker : Pattern
- Dorothy Parker : Paths
