The Tree: An Old Man’s Story (Thomas Hardy Poems)
I Its roots are bristling in the air Like some mad Earth-god's spiny hair; The loud south-wester's swell and yell ...
I Its roots are bristling in the air Like some mad Earth-god's spiny hair; The loud south-wester's swell and yell ...
I KNOW not, wherefore, dearest love, Thou often art so strange and coy When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move, ...
I AM the bard known far and wide, The travell'd rat-catcher beside; A man most needful to this town, So ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
The air is dark, the night is sad, I lie sleepless and I groan. Nobody cares when a man goes ...
Their journey, their quest following his natal star leading them to Jerusalem The king, the theocracy unaware, scared frightened by ...
Walking on the path Looking for a gator Down by the water A star preens for me And my camera ...
HEAR, ye ladies that despise What the mighty Love has done; Fear examples and be wise: Fair Callisto was a ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
JOHN courts Perrette; but all in vain; Love's sweetest oaths, and tears, and sighs All potent spells her heart to ...
A DEMON, blacker in his skin than heart, So great a charm was prompted to impart; To one in love, ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee, Age rules my lines with wrinkles in my face, Where in the ...
Sitting alone, Love bids me go and write; Reason plucks back, commanding me to stay, Boasting that she doth still ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him -- The Grave is ...
He fought like those Who've nought to lose -- Bestowed Himself to Balls As One who for a further Life ...
We knew their names or thought we did, we knew their faces from an album of places we'd played in ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
I DO confess thou art sae fair, I was been o'er the lugs in luve, Had I na found the ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win ...
BLYTHE hae I been on yon hill, As the lambs before me; Careless ilka thought and free, As the breeze ...
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