Of The Nature Of Things: Book III – Part 02 – Nature And Composition Of The Mind (Lucretius Poems)
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
WHY didst thou leave me thus? Had memoryNo chain to bind thee to me, lone and wreckedIn spirit as I ...
Down by the Sutlej shore,Where sound the trumpet and the wild tum-tum,At winter's eve did comeA gaunt old northern lion, ...
DEAD!-it was like a thunderboltTo hear that he was dead;Though for long weeks the words of fearCame from his dying ...
I sometimes take you in my dreams to a far-off land I used to know,Back in the ages long ago; ...
I am a peaceful working man,I am not wise or strong,But I can follow Nature's plan,In labour, rest, and song.One ...
Meantime, Arbaces with his captains sat, Anxiously waiting. Wherefore came not back Their heralds, was the wonder: but the truth ...
In that soft season, when descending show'rsCall forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;When op'ning buds salute the welcome ...
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
O for a vision of the perfect light To shame the splendour of the morning star!O for a breath ...
I've met thee, whom I dared not hope to meet, Save in the enchanted land of my day-dreams:Yes, in this ...
Written in the Infirmary of Westminster Prison,during severe illness, November, 1849. We all have our allotted task; Their burden ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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