Mute Opinion (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I I traversed a dominion Whose spokesmen spake out strong Their purpose and opinion Through pulpit, press, and song. I ...
I I traversed a dominion Whose spokesmen spake out strong Their purpose and opinion Through pulpit, press, and song. I ...
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
Observe this Piece, which to our Sight does bring The fittest Posture for the Swedish King; (Encompass'd, as we think, ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; For we ...
Weary not of us, for we are very beautiful; it is out of very jealousy and proper pride that we ...
Love, light for me Thy ruddiest blazing torch, That I, albeit a beggar by the Porch Of the glad Palace ...
Thank Heaven! the crisis- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last- And the fever called ...
There lived in Munich a poor, weakly youth, But for the exact date, I cannot vouch for the truth, And ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Here I lie close to the grave Of Old Bill Piersol, Who grew rich trading with the indians, and who ...
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