Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
The critical attitude Strikes many people as unfruitful That is because they find the state Impervious to their criticism But ...
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it, My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around; When even the deep blue ...
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...
Though the air is full of singing my head is loud with the labor of words. Though the season is ...
I've come to give you fruit from out my orchard, Of wide report. I have trees there that bear me ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
It was the first gift he ever gave her, buying it for five five francs in the Galeries in pre-war ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
When sorrow lays us low for a second we are saved by humble windfalls of the mindfulness or memory: the ...
WHEN with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold I breathe the burning odours of your breast, Before my eyes ...
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
My youth was nothing but a black storm Crossed now and then by brilliant suns. The thunder and the rain ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
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