Turgidus Alpinus (E W Bowling Poems)
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
Comme dans l'?ponge il y a dans l'orange une aspiration ? reprendre contenance apr?s avoir subi l'?preuve de l'expression. Mais ...
Hark to the guns, one a penny, two a penny, hotcross buns,Cannons and shells, Bombardier Wells, Looting and shooting, and ...
Allons, muse rustique, enfant de la nature, D?tache ces cheveux, ceins ton front de verdure, Va de mon cher de ...
La nymphe l'aper?oit, et l'arr?te, et soupire. Vers un banc de gazon, tremblante, elle l'attire; Elle s'assied. Il vient, timide ...
O jeune adolescent! tu rougis devant moi. Vois mes traits sans couleurs; ils p?lissent pour toi: C'est ton front virginal, ...
Souvent le malheureux sourit parmi ses pleurs, Et voit quelque plaisir na?tre au sein des douleurs. Sous ses hauts monts ...
C'est un petit chat noir effront? comme un page,Je le laisse jouer sur ma table souvent.Quelquefois il s'assied sans faire ...
Nymphe tendre et vermeille, ? jeune Po?sie! Quel bois est aujourd'hui ta retraite choisie? Quelles fleurs, pr?s d'une onde o? ...
Mon visage est fl?tri des regards du soleil. Mon pied blanc sous la ronce est devenu vermeil. J'ai suivi tout ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
It was called Farm Fantastic, a catchy phrase, and potentially a day's wasted sweat. Even after the event I can't ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
Du rouge au vert tout le jaune se meurt Quand chantent les aras dans les forêts natales Abatis de pihis ...
Sorry, I almost forgot, but I don't think Its worth the effort to become a Carcanet poet With my mug-shot ...
(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni) 1 The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its ...
I The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- ...
There at Geneva where Mt. Blanc floated above The wine-hued lake like a cloud, when a breeze was blown Out ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
HAIL holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born, Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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