The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
IF once in love, you'll soon invention find And not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind; The youngest 'prentice, ...
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost ...
Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way, Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray; To Fable I descend with soft ...
It was a face which darkness could kill in an instant a face as easily hurt by laughter or light ...
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
The Captain becomes moody at sea. He's afraid of water; such bully amounts that prove the seas. . . A ...
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
I hear some say, "This man is not in love." "What? Can he love? A likely thing," they say; "Read ...
When Mother died I thought: now I'll have a death poem. That was unforgivable. Yet I've since forgiven myself as ...
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied ...
I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery -- Others -- whose instant's wanting -- Would be Eternity -- ...
This house which is lived in resounds with the chorus of voices bound in the press of its generous, unconcealed ...
My thoughts are like the boots randomly arrayed in the rack outside the window, some in pairs neatly stacked, comfortably ...
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
It's Wednesday, September 6th and a birthday, again, these things arrive tediously on time with wry regularity - and sadly, ...
One monotonous day is followed by another monotonous, identical day. The same things will happen, they will happen again -- ...
It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bit along the straight road that ends at the Hippodrome and ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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