A proper trewe idyll of camelot (Eugene Field Poem)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Marry, and love thy Flavia, for she Hath all things whereby others beautious be, For, though her eyes be small, ...
If I should die, And you should live -- And time should gurgle on -- And morn should beam -- ...
Let me stop here. Let me, too, look at nature awhile. The brilliant blue of the morning sea, of the ...
What are we waiting for, assembled in the forum? The barbarians are due here today. Why isn't anything happening in ...
III. For the Creche Form 8277059, Sub-Section K I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I ...
Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and ...
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that ...
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 ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
This is not bad -- ambling along 44th Street with Sonny Rollins for company, his music flowing through the soft ...
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming ...
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
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