The Death Of Yajnadatta (Henry Hart Milman Poems)
This extract from the Ramayana has been edited by M. Chezy, with a free translation into French prose by M. Bournouf, ...
This extract from the Ramayana has been edited by M. Chezy, with a free translation into French prose by M. Bournouf, ...
Arguments and Encouragements to Gospel Ministers to avoid a Legal strain of Doctrine, and endeavour the Sinner's match with Christ ...
That you're a beast, and turn'd to grass,Is no strange news, nor ever was;At least to me, who once you ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past,My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercastWith heaviness; in seasons when I've thoughtNo ...
It was sudden.That slightly heaving hotel, from a folder,was there one instant: through the glass a bloodorange balljust diving, a ...
Some years ago you heard me singMy doubts on Alexander Byng.His sister Sarah now inspiresMy jaded Muse, my failing fires.Of ...
Whilst yet to prove,I thought there was some deity in loveSo did I reverence, and gaveWorship, as atheists at their ...
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
New light gives new directions, fortunes new, To fashion our endeavours that ensue. More harsh, at least more ...
A Historical Tragedy in Five Acts.This play is dedicated, in profound veneration and respect, to thememory of George Eliot, the ...
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
"IOTHERS endure Man's rule: he therefore deems I shall endure it-I, the unconquered Air! Imagines this triumphant strength ...
a light Out) & first of all foam-like hair spatters creasing pillownext everywhere hidinglyseekno ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
The longer we are together the larger death grows around us. How many we know by now who are dead! ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I am reminiscing you; and the little boy who often stole some change from the left pocket of your pants ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
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