Georgic 1 (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how ...
As in our sky sometimes a vaporous massLow down, shows thunder threatening; while by windsOf happier, if adverse wing fanned, ...
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
XIThus when the Lord discovered had, and seenThe hidden secrets of each worthy's breast,Out of the hierarchies of angels sheenThe ...
Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise;I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ...
THE ARGUMENT.Ismeno conjures, but his charms are vain;Aladine will kill the Christians in his ire:Sophronia and Olindo would be slainTo ...
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
I.1"I HAVE no heart and no time to go forth to the world, there to choose meOne who may be ...
Lord that is off myghtys most, Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,Bryng us out of synneAnd lene us grace so ...
BOOK IV.So did that youth choose Duty before Love:And so determination drove awayThe doubts that held him with ungainly checkWavering—for ...
SILENT old gateway! whose two columns stand Like simple monuments on either hand; No trellised iron-work, with pleasant view Of ...
Ah! whither, Love! wilt thou now carry mee?What wontlesse fury dost thou now inspireInto my feeble breast, too full of ...
Thus it happened .... Let me mention, lest I raise an unsought quarrel, This occurred in times long vanished, in ...
MY beautiful! For beautiful thou art To me thy father, as the morning light ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
AH whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
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