The Gift Of The Terek (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
Through the rocks in wildest courses Seethes the Terek grim of mood,Tempest howling its bewailing, Pearled with foam its tearful flood.At the ...
Through the rocks in wildest courses Seethes the Terek grim of mood,Tempest howling its bewailing, Pearled with foam its tearful flood.At the ...
0 RAINBOW of the battle-storm!Methinks thou 'rt gleaming on my sight;I see thy fair and fragile formAmid the thick cloud ...
THE folks, that on the first of MayWore winter coats and hose,Began to say, the first of June,"Good Lord! how ...
Napoleon died upon Helena's rock; -Round and beneath were piled and stored the waves,Might and fathomless. Atlantic's shockRecoiled, and through ...
A race of nobles may die out, A royal line may leave no heir;Wise Nature sets no guards about Her pewter plate ...
Eastward we sailed from the Falkland IslesAnd Westward to the Plate;We searched the waves for a ship of slavesWith a ...
When Johnnie Bull pledges his word, To keep it he'll gird on his sword, While ...
As when the sun in darkness sets, And night falls on the earth,Along the azure fields above The stars of ...
Tramps on the road: floating clouds. OLD CHINESE POEM1 Agriculture and Industry Embraced in public on a wall- Heroes ...
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death ...
(Written during the hostilities in the Far East in 1900.) Hard by the gates of Eden, Where ...
ILear and Cordelia! 't was an ancient tale Before thy Shakespeare gave it deathless fame: The times have changed, the ...
With the hostile camp in skirmish Our men once were changing shot,Pranced the Delibash his charger 'Fore our ranks ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. ...
I. Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
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