The Egoist (Ivan Turgenev Poems)
He had every qualification for becoming the scourge of his family.He was born healthy, was born wealthy, and throughout the ...
He had every qualification for becoming the scourge of his family.He was born healthy, was born wealthy, and throughout the ...
O BARD of fortune, you deem me nought But a mark for your careless scorn.For I am the echo-less grave of ...
Oh! why those narrow rules extol? These but restrain from ill, True virtue lies in strength of soul And energy of will. To all ...
IN THE BRANCACCI CHAPELHe came to Florence long ago,And painted here these walls, that shoneFor Raphael and for Angelo,With secrets ...
HIS TEMPTATIONNo fear lest praise should make us proud!We know how cheaply that is won;The idle homage of the crowdIs ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is.If ever hearts (and these immoderate leavesAre vegetable hearts) were worn on sleeves,The ...
Of toil you say a moderate share In each pursuit should rise, Too much may make our hearts despair, Too little we despise: In ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
While others sing the fortune of the great, Empire and arms, and all the pomp of state; With Britain's hero ...
HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years,By storms unruffled and unstain'd by tears:Wing'd by new joys may each white ...
"The drug clerk stands behind the counter Young and dapper and debonair…. Before him burn the great unwinking lights The ...
Fashion on fashion on fashion, (With only the truth growing old!)And here's the new purple of passion, (And love waiting ...
Which reminds me, said O'Brien --"And 'tis not a word of lyin' -- Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,Whin ...
a light Out) & first of all foam-like hair spatters creasing pillownext everywhere hidinglyseekno ...
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
Though, if you ask her name, she says Elise, Being plain Elizabeth, e'en let it pass, And own that, if ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is. If ever hearts (and these immoderate leaves Are vegetable hearts) were worn ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
A hopeful youth falling short of heaven. Mark 10:21. Must all the charms of nature, then, So hopeless to salvation ...
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