The Lost Tails Of Miletus (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
High on the Thracian hills, half hid in the billows of clover,Thyme, and the asphodel blooms, and lulled by Pactolian ...
High on the Thracian hills, half hid in the billows of clover,Thyme, and the asphodel blooms, and lulled by Pactolian ...
I met a wizened woman As I walked on the heath, She had an old black bonnet Her small eyes ...
OUT of the dead cathedral, where dead saintsMark for untold contempt worn, sorry talesMumbled by fatted priests, whose boast be--wailsEarth, ...
The first Day's Night had come -- And grateful that a thing So terrible -- had been endured -- I ...
The wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, ...
I Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate On that adulterous whore a ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
How this woman came by the courage, how she got the courage, Henry bemused himself in a frantic hot night ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
This is the desk I sit at and this is the desk where I love you too much and this ...
"Lo I, the man who erst the Muse did ask Her deepest notes to swell the Patriot's meeds, Am now ...
All day with brow of anxious thought The dictionary through, Amid a million words he sought The sole one that ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain, Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees; Huddling sharp chin on scarred and scraggy ...
'Jack fell as he'd have wished,' the Mother said, And folded up the letter that she'd read. 'The Colonel writes ...
I THE bronze General Grant riding a bronze horse in Lincoln Park Shrivels in the sun by day when the ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
That deaf old man With his hand to his ear-- His hand to hi head stood out like a shell, ...
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