The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
The gallows in my garden, people say, Is new and neat and adequately tall; I tie the noose on in ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
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 ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
ON these white cliffs, that calm above the flood Rear their o'er-shadowing heads, and at their feet Scarce hear the ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
SOME have won a wild delight, By daring wilder sorrow; Could I gain thy love to-night, I'd hazard death to-morrow. ...
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. "Samuel, raise thy buried head! "King, behold the ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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