The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 10 (William Langland Poems)
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
Muse, who art quick to fireAt the least noble thing,And frankest praise to bringUpon the quivering lyre,Why art thou slow ...
When ol' Sis' Judy pray,De teahs come stealin' down my cheek,De voice ur God widin me speak';I see myse'f so ...
Gestern, Brueder, koennt ihrs glauben?Gestern bei dem Saft der Trauben,(Bildet euch mein Schrecken ein!)Kam der Tod zu mir herein.Drohend schwang ...
OUT in de night a sad bird moans,An', oh, but hit's moughty lonely;Times I kin sing, but mos' I groans,Fu' ...
Der Bruder Liebe Schwester, wer ist die? Deine Freundin? darf ich kuessen? O wie frei, wie schoen ist sie! Liebe Schwester darf ich kuessen?Die ...
My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long; ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Ar, wimmin! Wot a blinded fool I've been! I arsts meself, wot else could I ixpeck?I done me block complete ...
I got no time fer wasters, lad, sez 'e, "Give me a man wiv grit," sez Uncle Jim.'E bores 'is ...
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
THEN from the moorland, by misty crags,with God's wrath laden, Grendel came.The monster was minded of mankind nowsundry to seize ...
THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdenewith the woe of these days; not wisest menassuaged his sorrow; too sore the ...
I sit afore a half-oot fire, An' I am a' my lane,Nae frien' or fremit daun'ers in, For a' my ...
Oh, Jenny, she is fair an' braw, An' Daisy fu' o' lovin' wiles;Then Mary has a broo o' snaw, An' ...
The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo, His mental processes are plain--one knows what he will do, ...
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
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