The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
To think that Spinoza died polishing eyeglasses. That Blake got tired at a printer's shop waiting for that day's conversation ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of ...
Here, where love's stuff is body, arm and side Are stabbing-sweet 'gainst chair and lamp and wall. In every touch ...
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. "Samuel, raise thy buried head! "King, behold the ...
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. 'Samuel, raise thy buried head! King, behold the ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
I Room after room, I hunt the house through We inhabit together. Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your ...
YE sons of old Killie, assembled by Willie, To follow the noble vocation; Your thrifty old mother has scarce such ...
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