Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
An Old Story I It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad. The ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
I Like a gondola of green scented fruits Drifting along the dark canals of Venice, You, O exquisite one, Have ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
The end was quick and bitter. Slow and sweet was the time between us, slow and sweet were the nights ...
There were three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, An' they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on ...
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt ...
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