Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn? (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
If ever there were a spring day so perfect, so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze that it made you ...
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led, His bosom glowing from majestic views, The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's ...
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
Moving from left to left, the light is heavy on the Dome, and coarse. One small lunette turns it aside ...
I turn the page and read: "I dream of silent verses where the rhyme Glides noiseless as an oar." The ...
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & ...
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