Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (Michael Drayton Poems)
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
SCEN. 1.Acanthus, Anthophotus.An. Thou speak'st of things beyond beleefe, Acanthus.Ac. Too true it is, I shrewdly feare, For every circumstance makes it appeare That Rhodon ...
IIn a far country, and a distant age,Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,A boy was born of ...
The Brutons thus departed hence, seven kingdoms here begun,--Where diversely in divers broils the Saxons lost and won,--King Edel and ...
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,To dungeons deep and caverns old,We must away, ere break of day,To seek our pale ...
I remember, when a child,How within the April wildOnce I walked with MysteryIn the groves of Arcady….Through the boughs, before, ...
"The leaves were long, the grass was green,The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,And in the glade a light was seenOf stars ...
THE firelight danced and waveredIn elvish, twinkling gleeOn the leaves and crimson berriesOf the great green Christmas Tree;And the children ...
OH AmericaThe sun sets in you.Are you the grave of our day?Shall I come to you, the open tomb of ...
In a glade of an elfin forest When Sussex was Eden-new, I came on an elvish painter And watched as ...
I know not in what freakist hour My kindred strange and wildDid cast me out from Elfinland To ...
A simple nosegay! Was that much to ask? (Winter still nagged, with scarce a bud yet showing.) He loved her ...
In a still room at hush of dawn, My Love and I lay side by side And heard the roaming ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To ...
The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was ...
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