The Fairies Break Their Dances (A. E. Housman Poem)
The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn, And up from India glances The silver sail of dawn. ...
The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn, And up from India glances The silver sail of dawn. ...
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I was here from the moment of the Beginning, and here I am still. And I shall remain here until ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
By his hands, by the breath the waters moving at creation the word of God bringing light into the darkness ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
Your Riches -- taught me -- Poverty. Myself -- a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could boast Till broad ...
My Eye is fuller than my vase -- Her Cargo -- is of Dew -- And still -- my Heart ...
It would never be Common -- more -- I said -- Difference -- had begun -- Many a bitterness -- ...
How destitute is he Whose Gold is firm Who finds it every time The small stale Sum -- When Love ...
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
As the salmon seeks its mother gravel through the lying ions of the sea, I seek you. Without your body ...
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
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Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
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Who built Thebes of the seven gates? In the books you will find the names of kings. Did the kings ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
O COULD I give thee India's wealth, As I this trifle send; Because thy joy in both would be To ...
AGAIN the silent wheels of time Their annual round have driven, And you, tho' scarce in maiden prime, Are so ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
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