THE METAMORPHOSIS OF PLANTS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
Placed upon a pedestal that which we value, our priority, our priorities in life People or things, no matter risking ...
We are wonderfully made unique in all the world, amazing creations of the loving creator, worthy of grace in our ...
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep -- Its awful chamber open stands -- Its Curtains blandly sweep ...
The Outer -- from the Inner Derives its Magnitude -- 'Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according As is the Central Mood ...
Crumbling is not an instant's Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation's processes Are organized Decays. 'Tis first a Cobweb on the ...
Frequently the wood are pink -- Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town. Oft a head ...
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
Noises from underground made gibber some others collected & dug henry up saying 'You are a sight.' Chilly, he muttered ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil ...
Is it sounds converging, Sounds nearing, Infringement, impingement, Impact, contact With surfaces of the sounds Or surfaces without the sounds: ...
1 SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest; I withdraw from the still woods I loved; I will ...
TO thee, old Cause! Thou peerless, passionate, good cause! Thou stern, remorseless, sweet Idea! Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands! ...
Scarcely a street, too few houses To merit the title; just a way between The one tavern and the one ...
More than a catbird hates a cat, Or a criminal hates a clue, Or the Axis hates the United States, ...
You have read War and Peace. Now here is Sister Carrie, not up to Tolstoy; still it will second the ...
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