The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 17 (William Langland Poems)
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
Clouds black with thunder o'er the Southern states;North, East and West a sickening fear;The Union on the dark laps of ...
Say, ye celestial guards, who waitIn Bethlehem, round the Saviour's palace gate, Say, who are these on golden wings,That hover o'er ...
(A certain little renegade of the Revolution chants ahymn of praise to his erstwhile enemy.) Behold! The helots of the land Are ...
Procne, Philomela, and Itylus,Your names are liquid, your improbable taleIs recited in the classic numbers of the nightingale.Ah, but our ...
Doe tell me my friends, what creature is hee,That two times is borne, as all men may see,And liueth a ...
Flowers of France in the Spring,Your growth is a beautiful thing;But give us your fragrance and bloom,Yea, give us your ...
FROM youth to age, in calm and storm, in fine and cloudy weather,My harmless little pen and I have safely ...
The sailorman's child And the girl of the witch-- They can't be defiled By touching pitch. The sailorman's son Had ...
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
Shoestring Press, Nottingham, 2000. VIII Final concept harbour which has broken there where it crumpled our faces there where ikons ...
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