Up At A Villa- Down In The City (Robert Browning Poem)
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad, In a' our town or here awa; Fu' blythe he whistled at the gaud, ...
THO' 1 women's minds, like winter winds, May shift, and turn, an' a' that, The noblest breast adores them maist- ...
MY love, she's but a lassie yet, My love, she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year ...
Chorus.-Bonie lassie, will ye go, Will ye go, will ye go, Bonie lassie, will ye go To the birks of ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . Draw three cards, and lay them down, Rest ...
The city is closing for the night. Stores draw their blinds one by one, and it's dark again, save for ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
MUSING on the roaring ocean, Which divides my love and me; Wearying heav'n in warm devotion, For his weal where'er ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
DEAR ---, I'll gie ye some advice, You'll tak it no uncivil: You shouldna paint at angels mair, But try ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
IS there a whim-inspirèd fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to ...
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion Round the wealthy, titled bride: But when compar'd with real passion, Poor is all ...
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