Rabbi Ben Ezra (Robert Browning Poem)
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
THICKEST 1 night, o'erhang my dwelling! Howling tempests, o'er me rave! Turbid torrents, wintry swelling, Roaring by my lonely cave! ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
Sometimes I stroll through forests just sprayed for the gypsy moths. I throw a rock into the bushes to distract ...
Oh! Mr. Best, you're very bad And all the world shall know it; Your base behaviour shall be sung By ...
Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask-thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
INSTEAD of a Song, boy's, I'll give you a Toast; Here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that ...
AFAR 1 the illustrious Exile roams, Whom kingdoms on this day should hail; An inmate in the casual shed, On ...
SCOTS, wha hae wi' WALLACE bled, Scots, wham BRUCE has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to Victorie! ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
I can't have it and you can't have it and we won't get it so don't bet on it or ...
I have in my hands two boxes which God gave me to hold he said, "put all your sorrows in ...
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