The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun,And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;There is laughter ...
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
Ah, what hast thou done with that Lover of mine? The Lover who only cared for thee?Mine for a handful of ...
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
Assemble, all ye maidens, at the door,And all ye loves, assemble; far and wideProclaim the bridal, that proclaimed beforeHas been ...
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
Bring the wine-cup, companions! and let it go round! At its bottom good humor and mirth will be found; Bring ...
BOOK IV.So did that youth choose Duty before Love:And so determination drove awayThe doubts that held him with ungainly checkWavering—for ...
Fold away all your bright-tinted dresses, Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses Braid ...
We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span; Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man; ...
I hang the window inside out like a shirt drying in a breeze and the arms that are missing come ...
Ye sons of Germany, your noble Emperor William now is dead. Who oft great armies to battle hath led; He ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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