War (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims ...
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims ...
The artist and the loom unseen, In textures soft as _crepe de chine_ Spring weaves her royal robe of green, With grasses fringed ...
Lily! lady of the garden!Let me press my lip to thine!Love must tell its story, Lily!Listen thou to mine.Two I ...
If you have seen a richer glow,Pray, tell me where your roses blow!Look! coral-leaved! and — mark these spotsRed staining ...
"'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and ...
YOU say you envy in your calm retreatOur social Meetings;--'tis with joy we meet.In these our parties you are pleased ...
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Description of the Ball, with an Episode on Beau ...
O to be a woman! to be left to pique and pine,When the winds are out and calling to this ...
Before me,On either side of me,I see sand.If I turn the corner of my house,I see sand,Long, brownLines and levels ...
I don't know what's come to the summer In these dull and decadent years;But a fellow grows glummer and glummer ...
I don't know why I'm slandered so, If I go high,--if I go low,-- There's always some one who will ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
as the landscape falls away the hawthorn in its gnarly fashion is content to stand alone berries (the very tint ...
Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Ye sons of Mars, come list to me, And I will relate to ye A great and heroic naval fight, ...
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