Of The Nature Of Things: Book II – Part 05 – Infinite Worlds (Lucretius Poems)
Once more, we all from seed celestial spring,To all is that same father, from whom earth,The fostering mother, as she ...
Once more, we all from seed celestial spring,To all is that same father, from whom earth,The fostering mother, as she ...
Earl Douglas, don thy helm so bright, And buckle thy sword with speed, Bind on thy sharpest spurs to-night And saddle thy swiftest ...
I. "Encore un hymne, O ma lyre Un hymn pour le Seigneur, Un hymne dans mon delire, Un hymne dans mon bonheur." One hymn more, ...
O Land of Promise! from what Pisgah's height Can I behold thy stretch of peaceful bowers,Thy golden harvests flowing out of ...
'T was upon a Southern desert, and beneath a burning sky,That a pilgrim to the gold-clime sunk, o'erwearied, down to ...
"Angel of wrath! why linger in mid-air, While the devoted city's cryLouder and louder swells? and canst thou spare, Thy full-charged vial ...
I.Light, warmth, and sprouting greenness, and o'er allBlue, stainless, steel-bright ether, raining downTranquillity upon the deep-hushed town,The freshening meadows, and ...
I.IT glooms forlornly 'mid wan ocean dunes,A desolate grave-mound on a dreary lea,Touched by sad splendors of gray-misted moons,Or veiled ...
I.HAST thou a song for a flower,Such as, if breathed in its ear,Would waken in beauty's own bowerThe spirit most ...
IN company . with vital hands.You shape the stuff which is our life, and measureWith equal pulse our golden warp ...
I O tranquil meadows, grassy Tantramar, Wide marshes ever washed in clearest air, Whether beneath the ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
ILeave me; oh! leave me,Lest I find this low earth sweeter than the skies.Leave me lest I deem Faith's white ...
SPIRIT! who over this our mortal Earth, Where nought hath birth Which imperfection doth not some way dim, Since Earth ...
You would that I write on the Sabbath of God,But know you the meaning contain'd in that word?You would that ...
In sweet pride upon that insult keenShe smiled; then drooping mute and broken-hearted,To the cold comfort of the grave departed. ...
Leave me, O leave me! my o'erwearied feet,O my beloved! may walk no more with thee;For I am standing where ...
Lord, I have knelt and tried to pray to-night, But Thy love came upon me like a sleep, And all ...
Oh he is worn with toil! the big drops run Down his dark cheek; hold--hold thy merciless hand, Pale tyrant! ...
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