Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So? (James Joyce Poem)
Dear heart, why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently me upbraid, Still are you beautiful -- - ...
Dear heart, why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently me upbraid, Still are you beautiful -- - ...
I need not go Through sleet and snow To where I know She waits for me; She will wait me ...
THE change of food enjoyment is to man; In this, t'include the woman is my plan. I cannot guess why ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
From the Spanish of Pedro Calderon de la Barca A dream it was in which I found myself. And you ...
'Tis true, dear Ben, thy just chastising hand Hath fix'd upon the sotted age a brand To their swoll'n pride ...
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
O LASSIE, are ye sleepin yet, Or are ye waukin, I wad wit? For Love has bound me hand an' ...
Children of my happier prime, When One yet lived with me, and threw Her rainbow over life and time, Even ...
MARK where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, Its skeleton shadow on the broad-back'd wave! Here is a fitting spot to ...
Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, Its skeleton shadow on the broad-backed wave! Here is a fitting spot to ...
When first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise ...
How vainly men themselves amaze To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes; And their uncessant Labours see Crown'd from ...
HOW vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays, And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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