The Nymphs (Ivan Turgenev Poems)
I stood before a chain of beautiful mountains forming a semicircle. Ayoung, green forest covered them from summit to base.Limpidly ...
I stood before a chain of beautiful mountains forming a semicircle. Ayoung, green forest covered them from summit to base.Limpidly ...
The sword was sheathed: in April's sunLay green the fields by Freedom won;And severed sections, weary of debates,Joined hands at ...
I'll tell the story, kissing This white hand for my pains:No sweeter heart, nor falser E'er filled such fine, blue veins.I'll sing ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
The house in Broad Street, red brick, with nine rooms the weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombs the jail ...
Santa Ana came storming, as a storm might come; There was rumble of cannon; there was rattle of blade; There ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
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