At The Pantomime (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
THE house was crammed from roof to floor,Heads piled on heads at every door;Half dead with August's seething heatI crowded ...
THE house was crammed from roof to floor,Heads piled on heads at every door;Half dead with August's seething heatI crowded ...
The chair was madeBy hands long dead,Polished by many bodies sitting there,Until the wood-lines flowed as clean as waves.Mine sat ...
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
I Airy, Fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian,When I ask her if she love me,Claps her tiny hands above me, ...
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
I Airy, Fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love me, Claps her tiny hands above ...
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