Muse (Evgeny Abramovich Baratynsky Poems)
I am not dazzled by my muse:One could not call her beautiful.Nor would the sight of her dispatchYoung men in ...
I am not dazzled by my muse:One could not call her beautiful.Nor would the sight of her dispatchYoung men in ...
Contributions are invited to this column.They must not be too solemn.And, say:TheyMust not be TOO gay?But, come along:And, if you ...
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless ...
I Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and ...
I As newer comers crowd the fore, We drop behind. - We who have laboured long and sore Times out ...
Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in the yard, And one of them put ...
As Love and I, late harbor'd in one inn, With proverbs thus each other entertain: "In Love there is no ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask-thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
OLD FITZ, who from your suburb grange, Where once I tarried for a while, Glance at the wheeling orb of ...
IN a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, Walled round ...
The poppies gleamed like bloody pools through cotton-woolly mist; The Captain kept a-lookin' at the watch upon his wrist; And ...
Oh! ye bright Stars! that on the Ebon fields Of Heav'n's empire, trembling seems to stand; 'Till rosy morn unlocks ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
(1) The day she visited the dissecting room They had four men laid out, black as burnt turkey, Already half ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
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