The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 17 (William Langland Poems)
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
If Maroes Muse, if Homers sacred vaine, (VVhich auncient Poets, intombed lye in molde) Parnassus Nimphes had bett into my braine If that ...
There was many a token of festal display, And reveling crowds who were never so gay, And, as it were AEolus charming ...
The present implies presencethusunauthorized by the presentthese letters are left authorless --have lost all originsince the inscribing handlost life.The harshness ...
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name;A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame;But as it ...
I have sipped, with drooping lashes, Dreamy draughts of Verzenay; I have flourished brandy-smashes In the wildest sort of way; I have joked with ...
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
If I could have my wish to-night it would not be for wealth or fame,It would not be for some ...
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name; A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame; But ...
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
I'm reading fellow poets' blogs today, a sustaining source of entertainment; I admire their style without exciting comment or resorting ...
The Greatest Writer of to-day (With Maupassant I almost set him) Said to me in a weary way, The last ...
A Frenchman and an Englishman Resolved to fight a duel, And hit upon a savage plan, Because their hate was ...
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