Meditation (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
With sadness I survey our present generation!Their future seems so empty, dark, and cold,Weighed down beneath a load of knowing ...
With sadness I survey our present generation!Their future seems so empty, dark, and cold,Weighed down beneath a load of knowing ...
Remote and ineffectual DonThat dared attack my Chesterton,With that poor weapon, half-impelled,Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held,Unworthy for a tilt with men—Your ...
Several men were in my company whose external appearance displayed the adornment of piety. A great man who had conceived ...
This Monument, consign'd to latest Times,Stands to perpetuate Wolsey's daring Crimes;Who long, by wicked Arts, of Power possess'd,(The Lust of ...
When of the circumstances of the wise are the ignorant aware,Who, through their own foolishness, are worthless and despicable too?A ...
Get gone, thou most uncomfortable ghost! Thou really dost annoy me with thy thin Impalpable transparency of grin; And the vague, shadowy shape ...
From the lustre of the internal, the exterior is clear and bright;But by intercourse with the base, there are a ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
LOUISATOEMMA. APRIL 25th, 1781. OH! my lov'd EMMA , I have much ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
Young Shechem all the night impatient lay;And sought with eager eyes the breaking day;With ardent longings waits the promis'd hour,And ...
1.FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goesInto our hearts—that is the Father's plan.From heart to heart it sinks, it ...
He washed out his marred hair and cleaned up his equipment(?), shaking out his locks down over his back,throwing off ...
Sons of freedom! break your slumbersThe day of glory's drawing nigh,Against us tyranny's red numbersRear their bloody banner high. ...
There's a regret So grinding, so immitigably sad, Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad. ... Do you not know it ...
Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam? Far safer 'twere to stay at home; Where thou mayst sit, and piping, please ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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