The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 10 (William Langland Poems)
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
' Cesseth!' seide the Kyng, ' I suffre yow no lenger.Ye shul saughtne, forsothe, and serve me bothe.Kis hire,' quod ...
Noche, lobrega noche, eterno asilo Del miserable que, esquivando el sueno, En tu silencio pavoroso gime: No desdenes mi voz; letal beleno Presta a ...
Cerraron sus ojos Que aun tenia abiertos; Taparon su cara Con un blanco lienzo: Y unos sollozando, Otros en silencio, De la triste alcoba Todos se salieron. La ...
A Tale of Earnest Effort and Human PerfidyIt's all very well for preachingBut preachin' and practice don't gee:I've give the ...
Si porque a tus plantas ruedocomo un ilota rendido,y una mirada te pidocon temor, casi con miedo;si porque ante ti ...
An Epilogue To Any Book"FINIS at last--the end, the End, the END!No more of paragraphs to prune or mend;No more ...
Volveran las obscuras golondrinas En tu balcon sus nidos a colgar, Y, otra vez, con el ala a sus cristales Jugando llamaran. Pero aquellas ...
Te vi un punto, y, flotando ante mis ojos La imagen de tus ojos se quedo, Como la mancha obscura, orlada en ...
_Chimalpanecatl icuic ioan tlaltecaua (nanotl)._ 1. Ichimalipan chipuchica ueya, mixiuiloc yautlatoaya, ichimalipanchipuchica ueya, mixiuiloc yautlatoa. 2. Coatepec tequiua, tepetitla moxayaual ...
THE weather had been sultry for a fortnight's time or more, And the shearers had been driving might ...
Furi et Aureli, comites Catulli,sive in extremos penetrabit Indos,litus ut longe resonante Eoatunditur unda,sive in Hyrcanos Arabasve molles,seu Sacas sagittiferosve ...
This year, I'm raising the emotional ante, putting my face in the leaves to be stepped on, seeing myself among ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
This is the Chapel: here, my son, Your father thought the thoughts of youth, And heard the words that one ...
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