Orlando Furioso Canto 6 (Ludovico Ariosto Poems)
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina's ...
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina's ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
Once in days of yore a little Princess, who had summers seenScarcely seven, and was christened by the holy name ...
I.AH, yes, 't is sweet still to remember,Though 't were less painful to forget;For while my heart glows like an ...
My little story, Cousin Rufus said,Is not so much a story as a fact.It is about a certain willful boy--An ...
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
ON THEMORNING OF HER BIRTH-DAY.LAST night, as musing on a layTo greet thee on thy natal day,Sleep o'er my eyes ...
'Twas Callagan who jerked the thumb-A mute, interrogating thumb- That set the people staringAt Casey's lot arriving late.They had in tow ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.Osmotar, the bride-instructor,Gives the wedding-guests this counsel,Speaks these measures to the bridegroom:"Ilmarinen, artist-brother,Best of all my hero-brothers,Of my ...
THE UNWELCOME GUEST.I have brought young Kaukomieli,Brought the Islander and hero,Also known as Lemminkainen,Through the jaws of death and ruin,Through ...
Listen to the Poet's story Of an ancient bell,Freighted with its wreaths of glory, With its fate as well:On Alhambra's ...
January.Lo, my fair! the morning lazyPeeps abroad from yonder hill; Phoebus rises, red and hazy;Frost has stopp'd the village mill.February.All ...
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade; ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
YOUNG Peggy blooms our boniest lass, Her blush is like the morning, The rosy dawn, the springing grass, With early ...
THE world below the brine; Forests at the bottom of the sea-the branches and leaves, Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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