Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Come touch me baby in his waking dream disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel and that will hurt your ...
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King, Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing: And, pressing a troop unable to stoop And ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure, this eve, How my face, ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be ...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and ...
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
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