The Island: Canto III. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
I was born in 1902I never once went back to my birthplaceI don't like to turn backat three I served ...
We are large with pity, slow and awkwardIn the false country of the zoo.For the beasts our hearts turn over ...
My youth? I hear it mostly in the long, volleyingEchoes of billiards in the pool hall whereI spent it all, ...
(for Peter Ruppell)You wrote such a love poem that I wasdumb-founded & left to scratch the sandAlone in the surf ...
Reverend sir, forgive this pair ofsinners. Spring winds to-day areblowing in wild eddies, driving dustand dead leaves away, and with ...
It was Sunday morningAnd the son of the noble matronWent to visit the fair maidTo ask for a drop of ...
The god Is near, and hard to grasp. But where there is danger, A rescuing element grows as well. Eagles ...
GRANNY Bobrov (Playing patience) Now that's the card. Oh, it's all coming out topsy-turvy! A king. And where am I ...
I do not ask a store of wealth, Nor special gift of power;I hope always for strength and health To ...
He smashed his handin opening a door for her,and less pain thanembarrassment shrieked through him.Concealing both,grimacing as if theatrically,he asked ...
662Embarrassment of one anotherAnd GodIs Revelation's limit,AloudIs nothing that is chief,But still,Divinity dwells under a seal.(Emily Dickinson)
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I was born in 1902 I never once went back to my birthplace I don't like to turn back at ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
When Mother died I thought: now I'll have a death poem. That was unforgivable. Yet I've since forgiven myself as ...
Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation's limit, Aloud Is nothing that is chief, But still, Divinity dwells under ...
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
Reverend sir, forgive this pair of sinners. Spring winds to-day are blowing in wild eddies, driving dust and dead leaves ...
You hide your face in shame, But I can see your private parts, Have you no contrition, To expose yourself, ...
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