The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
PRONE, on my couch I calmly slept Against my wont. A little child Awoke me as he gently crept And ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
I thought my true love slept; Behind her chair I crept And pulled out a long pin; The golden flood ...
A week ago I had a fire To warm my feet, my hands and face; Cold winds, that never make ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night, For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon; ...
On the World you colored Morning painted rose -- Idle his Vermillion Aimlessly crept the Glows Over Realms of Orchards ...
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged -- a Summer Afternoon -- Repairing Everywhere -- Without ...
'Twas warm -- at first -- like Us -- Until there crept upon A Chill -- like frost upon a ...
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge The dice of drowned men's bones he saw bequeath An embassy. Their ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
"WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?" But soon a gentler feeling crept Upon ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
When Love and I drew softly nigh And gazed in modest Chloe's eye We saw reflected there in part The ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SHE knelt upon her brother's grave, My little girl of six years old-- He used to be so good and ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
(From a sonnet-sequence) Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept Softly along the dim way to your room, And ...
Voices out of the shade that cried, And long noon in the hot calm places, And children's play by the ...
Safe in the magic of my woods I lay, and watched the dying light. Faint in the pale high solitudes, ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
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