The Dance To Death. Act III (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
So they won't ship me over today, eh?Too old, did you say, an' too lame?It's a hard knock, Cap'n, t' ...
The day of the long team is o'er,The long-line teamster is seen no more,The cadent notes of the leader's chimesAre ...
Ye must be born again. FIRST VOICE.GOOD morrow, comrade! Whence that look elate? Where are thy sins and fears, a ...
ALAS! for that voice which the envoy of Heaven, In accents celestial, pour'd sweet on the ear,That when the ...
In the old town traditions -- as greybeards will explain --One epic tale immortalises Lah-di-dah Lane, Clerk to a local ...
this might be the swan song i have traveled beyond misty mountains spilled my seed on the hungry rock hallowed ...
If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full ...
The young poet Evmenis complained one day to Theocritus: "I've been writing for two years now and I've composed only ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
I think if you had loved me when I wanted; If I'd looked up one day, and seen your eyes, ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow stream Under your old wind-beaten tower, where still A lamp burns on ...
I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie, Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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