Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
O proudly name their names who bravely sail To seek brave lost in Arctic snows and seas! Bring money and ...
For Sára Karig "You are so wise," the reindeer said, "you can bind the winds of the world in a ...
As the storm grew, the flakes fell, the wind rose, the chill set it changing snow, always changing first light, ...
Cold snow, arctic wind crunch of boots in the still wood marvel at beauty January 12, 2008 (Raymond A. Foss)
In hearing the stories about the ice sheet up in the arctic, on Greenland on the ice shelves on the ...
These words, "arctic ice" in the search string on my computer track the telling, epiphany above the circle the telling ...
Okay, it felt a lot like a lot more than a cold breeze a frigid arctic blast, more like it, ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
When the Astronomer stops seeking For his Pleiad's Face -- When the lone British Lady Forsakes the Arctic Race When ...
Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews, But never deemed the dripping prize Awaited their -- low Brows -- ...
A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the ...
As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem -- Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
His mother goes. The mother comes & goes. Chen Lung's too came, came and crampt & then that dragoner's mother ...
The man with the red hat And the polar bear, is he here too? The window giving on shade, Is ...
Dire one and desired one, Savior, sentencer-- In an old allegory you would carry A chained alphabet of tokens: Ankh ...
Love, the world Suddenly turns, turns color. The streetlight Splits through the rat's tail Pods of the laburnum at nine ...
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung ...
Go hang yourself, you old M.D.! You shall not sneer at me. Pick up your hat and stethoscope, Go wash ...
On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in ...
Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill, The sun looks from the hill Helmed in his winter ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories