the complete works of one of the best writer in the universe is available online which is great but I would prefer to have this as a normal darn book made of dead trees..
by H. P. Lovecraft
As Christmas snows (as yet a poet's trope)
Call back one's bygone days of youth and hope,
Four metrick lines I send--they're quite enough--
Tho' once I fancy'd I could write the stuff!
The complete works here