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 ...
1.I went out into the night of quiet stars;I looked up at the wheeling heavens, at the mysterious firmament;I thought ...
Tomorrow will be your last day here. Someone is speaking:A familiar voice, speaking again at all of us.And beyond the ...
TRANSPORTS of filed nerves; a wistful cough;One sensual hairbrush reluctantly concludesThe Great Harry's excruciations and beatitudes,Delicately and gravely putting things ...
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
AT THE TOMB OF ARGANTYR. ARUNIC DIALOGUE. HERVA. ARGANTYR, wake!--to thee I call,Hear from thy dark sepulchral hall!'Mid the Forest's ...
"Blessed are they who sow and do not reap -they shall wander in extremity.Blessed are the generouswhose glory in youth ...
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
Cocooned in Time, at this inhuman height, The packaged food tastes neutrally of clay, We never seem to catch the ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
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