The Kalevala – Rune XXII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
In Carleile dwelt King Arthur,A prince of passing might;And there maintain'd his Table Round,Beset with many a knight.And there he ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
You were weeping in the night, said the Emperor, "Weeping in your sleep, I am told.""It was nothing but a ...
IN a fair wood like this, where the beeches are growing, Brave Robin Hood hunted in days of old; Down ...
TO DR. M.D. FITCH, Columbus, Ohio. Oh Dahky stop yo' moanin'! Oh Dahky stop yo' sigh! De sun am 'way ...
Upon the silver beeches mossWas drawing quaint designs,And the first dim-eyed violetsWere greeting the March winds.'T was night -- the ...
The light of noon comes reddened from a skyA-blur with dust; the irritable windBurns on your cheek, and leans against ...
HOW beautiful that earliest burst of light Which floodeth from the opening eyes of morn,When like a fairy palace ...
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
A vagueness comes over everything, as though proving color and contour alike dispensable: the lighthouse extinct, the islands' spruce-tips drunk ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
(Parvati at her lattice) O Love! were you a basil-wreath to twine among my tresses, A jewelled clasp of shining ...
He Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon of thy glory and grace, Withhold not, O love, from ...
Inside Ayers Rock is lit with paired fluorescent lights on steel pillars supporting the ceiling of haze-blue marquee cloth high ...
The sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone; at the window The tassel of the blind swings ...
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