126. Lines written on a Bank-note (Robert Burns Poem)
WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf! Fell source o' a' my woe and grief! For lack o' thee I've ...
WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf! Fell source o' a' my woe and grief! For lack o' thee I've ...
WHILE larks, with little wing, Fann'd the pure air, Tasting the breathing Spring, Forth I did fare: Gay the sun's ...
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent's eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The ...
O English mother, in the ruddy glow Hugging your baby closer when outside You see the silent, soft, and cruel ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
THO' cruel fate should bid us part, Far as the pole and line, Her dear idea round my heart, Should ...
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...
NOW westlin winds and slaught'ring guns Bring Autumn's pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
STAY my charmer, can you leave me? Cruel, cruel to deceive me; Well you know how much you grieve me; ...
IT was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthral, For the lands of Virginia,-ginia, O: Torn from that ...
INHUMAN man! curse on thy barb'rous art, And blasted be thy murder-aiming eye; May never pity soothe thee with a ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
ALL hail! inexorable lord! At whose destruction-breathing word, The mightiest empires fall! Thy cruel, woe-delighted train, The ministers of grief ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
FORLORN, my Love, no comfort near, Far, far from thee, I wander here; Far, far from thee, the fate severe, ...
FROM thee, Eliza, I must go, And from my native shore; The cruel fates between us throw A boundless ocean's ...
The lovely lass o' Inverness, Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; For e'en and morn she cries, "Alas!" And ...
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