A Letter to a Live Poet (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
I was born in a drouth year. That summer my mother waited in the house, enclosed in the sun and ...
When despair grows in me and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound in fear ...
All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day, And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them ...
Remember him, whom Passion's power Severely---deeply---vainly proved: Remember thou that dangerous hour, When neither fell, though both were loved. That ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where--by ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where--by ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
HERE, where the Scottish Muse immortal lives, In sacred strains and tuneful numbers joined, Accept the gift; though humble he ...
MY heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For ...
WHY, why tell thy lover Bliss he never must enjoy"? Why, why undeceive him, And give all his hopes the ...
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
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