Petrarch to Laura (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
A crossbow old, with lathe and gaffle grim,And carven stock, hung in a castle hall—Mere bricabrac, but on the distance ...
A long the thousand roads of France,Now there, and here, swift as a glance,A cloud, a mist blown down the ...
I.Master and Sage, greetings and health to thee,From thy most meek disciple! Deign once moreEndure me at thy feet, enlighten ...
I am the Song of Rebellion.Murmuring in breasts of Grecian galley slaves,Sobbing in parched throats of pyramid hewers and builders,Rankling ...
By Avignon's dismantled walls, Where cloudless mid—March sunshine falls, Rhone, through broad belts of green, Flecked with the light of ...
A poor clerk I, 'Arnaut the less' they call me,And because I have small mind to sitDay long, long day ...
A Minstrel stands on a marble stair, Blown by the bright wind, debonair; Below lies the sea, a sapphire floor, ...
Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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