To Thos. Floyd (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy'd Left the old home in need of livelier play For body ...
How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy'd Left the old home in need of livelier play For body ...
I have lain in the sun I have toil'd as I might, I have thought as I would, And now ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
Long ago I wished to leave " The house where I was born; " Long ago I used to grieve, ...
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps tread Lie low and ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
Beneath the forest's skirts I rest, Whose branching pines rise dark and high, And hear the breezes of the West ...
In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were ...
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
When colour goes home into the eyes, And lights that shine are shut again, With dancing girls and sweet birds' ...
Buying leeks and walking home under the bare trees. (Yosa Buson)
1. Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath Grows large and free in air, don't call it death -- ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
The grey gulls drift across the bay Softly and still as flakes of snow Against the thinning fog. All day ...
"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, ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
The sunburnt terraces which swans make home with water purling, Macchu Pichu died like Delphi long agoâ?" a message to ...
I've been home a long time among the vast porticos, Which the mariner sun has tinged with a million fires, ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
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