Podas Okus (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Am I waking? Was I sleeping? Dearest, are you watching yet?Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, 'tis in vain ...
Am I waking? Was I sleeping? Dearest, are you watching yet?Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, 'tis in vain ...
Priam's castle-walls had sunk, Troy in dust and ashes lay,And each Greek, with triumph drunk, Richly laden with his prey,Sat ...
Then to her answered and spake great Hector the waving-crested : " I too grieve for all this, dear love, ...
… To this great Hector said: "Be well assur'd, wife, all these things ...
The winds that once the Argo bore Have died by Neptune's ruined shrines, And her ...
I myself saw furious with bloodNeoptolemus, at his side the black Atridae,Hecuba and the hundred daughters, PriamCut down, his filth ...
When he, that shepherd false, 'neath Phrygian sails, Carried his hostess Helen o'er the seas,In fitful slumber Nereus hush'd the ...
I WONDER, dear, if you had been The maiden queen's pet maid of honor, A flower of that fair ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
Our efforts are those of the unfortunate; our efforts are like those of the Trojans. Somewhat we succeed; somewhat we ...
I Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate On that adulterous whore a ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous ...
Mirth the halls of Troy was filling, Ere its lofty ramparts fell; From the golden lute so thrilling Hymns of ...
Priam's castle-walls had sunk, Troy in dust and ashes lay, And each Greek, with triumph drunk, Richly laden with his ...
Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn, Grew lean while he assailed the seasons; He wept that he was ever born, And ...
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart To seek his spouse, his soul's far dearer part; At home he ...
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