Ballad of Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poems)
Fair stood the wind for FranceWhen we our sails advance,Nor now to prove our chanceLonger will tarry;But putting to the ...
Fair stood the wind for FranceWhen we our sails advance,Nor now to prove our chanceLonger will tarry;But putting to the ...
Amor se vuvi ch'i torni al giogo antico.--P.2. C.2.AWAY , proud boy, away! thou canst not harm;Seize not thy unstrung ...
Exquisite Laura! with thy pouting lip, And the arch smile that makes me constant so-- Tempting me still like a dull bee ...
It has been raining again. I have been indoors, meditating on the shortcomings of life.I wish there were more kindly ...
God prosper long our noble king,Our liffes and safetyes all;A woefull hunting once there didIn Chevy-Chace befall.To drive the deere ...
The Perse owt off Northombarlonde,And a vowe to God mayd heThat he wold hunte in the mowntaynsOff Chyviat within days ...
First-born of Chaos, who so fair didst comeFrom the old Negro's darksome womb!Which, when it saw the lovely child,The melancholy ...
"Kung walked by the dynastic templeand into the cedar grove, and then out by the lower river,And with him Khieu ...
Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;The west wind breathes upon them, pure ...
A grand man is the prince of Loo, With person large and high. Lofty his front and suited to ...
It was the pleasant season yet, When the stones at cottage doors Dry quickly, while the roads are wet, After ...
Archery is meant for fields, for forest for targets, for skill which we lacked and we had loose bales easily ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Cupid, I hate thee, which I'd have thee know; A naked starveling ever may'st thou be. Poor rogue, go pawn ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
Kung walked by the dynastic temple and into the cedar grove, and then out by the lower river, And with ...
Sing -- sing -- Music was given To brighten the gay, and kindle the loving; Souls here, like planets in ...
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