Heartsease And Rue: Friendship (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
THE ARGUMENT OF THE FIRST CANTOSir Hudibras his passing worth,The manner how he sallied forth;His arms and equipage are shown;His ...
"Mother of heaven, regina of the clouds,O sceptre of the sun, crown of the moon,There is not nothing, no, no, ...
ISome sort of heart I know is hers,-- I chanced to feel her pulse one night;A brain she has that never ...
HE was in Logick a great Critick,Profoundly skill'd in Analytick.He could distinguish, and divideA Hair 'twixt South and South-West side:On ...
STILL in thy streets, O Paris! doth the stainOf blood defy the cleansing autumn rain;Still breaks the smoke Messina's ruins ...
SPRYTES of the bleste, the pious Nygelle sed,Poure owte yer pleasaunce onn mie fadres hedde.Rycharde of Lyons harte to fyghte ...
When, Reverend Sir, your good design, To clothe our Pilgrim gravely fine, And give him gentler mien and gait, First reached my ear, ...
An orator dismal of Nottinghamshire,Who has forty years let out his conscience to hire,Out of zeal for his country, and ...
"Hats off" in the crowd. "Present arms" in the line!Let the standards all bow, and the sabres incline —Roll drums, ...
Filled with myself, walled up in my skinby an inapprehensible god that is stifling me,deceived perhapsby his radiant atmosphere of ...
You are mistaken, he saidI am neither lecher nor womanizer.If I'm crazy about womenit's for the beautysome pitying devil threw ...
To stad on Terms twere vain. By hook & crookOne Terme I was defrauded of a Booke.Now Readers your assistance ...
As Christmas snows (as yet a poet's trope) Call back one's bygone days of youth and hope, Four metrick lines I send—they're ...
His shoulder did I holdToo high that I, o'erbold Weak one, Should lean thereon.But He a little hathDeclined ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
I WAS a youth of studious mind, Fair Science was my mistress kind, And held me with attraction chemic; No ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
In elder days, in Saturn's prime, Ere baldness seized the head of Time, While truant Jove, in infant pride, Play'd ...
A rose of perfect red, embossed With silver sheens of crystal frost, Yet warm, nor life nor fragrance lost. High ...
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