The Cambaroora Star (Henry Lawson Poem)
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
Des montagnes enneigées, des monuments anciens, le nord qui nous signe, la pensée qui coule, des images mouillées par les ...
Not growing smarter gaining an insight becoming adults on a par with God Expelled, out of the garden the bliss ...
Peeling away the curtain that blocks them from the outside world the world of crickets, of wind, of gulls, of ...
EN Amerique, professeur; En Angleterre, journaliste; C'est à grands pas et en sueur Que vous suivrez à peine ma piste. ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Je connais le d?sespoir dans ses grandes lignes. Le d?sespoir n'a pas d'ailes, il ne se tient pas n?cessairement ? ...
Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte, L'Espoir, dont l'éperon attisait ton ardeur, Ne veut plus t'enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur, ...
La sottise, l'erreur, le péché, la lésine, Occupent nos esprits et travaillent nos corps, Et nous alimentons nos aimables remords, ...
Mon enfant, ma soeur, Songe à la douceur, D'aller là-bas, vivre ensemble! Aimer à loisir, Aimer et mourir, Au pays ...
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous vîmes, mon âme, Ce beau matin d'été si doux : Au détour d'un sentier une charogne ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Le pré est vénéneux mais joli en automne Les vaches y paissant Lentement s'empoisonnent Le colchique couleur de cerne et ...
Farewell Example, Living Rule farewell; Whose practise shew'd goodness was possible, Who reach'd the full outstretch'd perfection Of Man, of ...
Now hardly here and there a hackney-coach Appearing, show'd the ruddy morn's approach. Now Betty from her master's bed had ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
My daughter Jane makes dresses For beautiful Princesses; But though she's plain is Jane, Of needlework she's vain, And makes ...
Thoughts, go your way home. Embrace, depths of the soul and the sea. In my view, it is stupid to ...
The Ghost of Miltiades came at night, And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite, And he said, in ...
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