British Georgics. June (James Grahame Poems)
Beneath the fervour of the noon-tide beamAll Nature's works in placid stillness pause,--Save man, and his joint labourer the horse,The ...
Beneath the fervour of the noon-tide beamAll Nature's works in placid stillness pause,--Save man, and his joint labourer the horse,The ...
Therefore death to usIs nothing, nor concerns us in the least,Since nature of mind is mortal evermore.And just as in ...
Therefore death to usIs nothing, nor concerns us in the least,Since nature of mind is mortal evermore.And just as in ...
SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF HER LATE ROYAL HIGHNESSTHE PRINCESS DOWAGER OF WALES.AIR -- TRIO.ARISE, ye sons of worth, arise,And ...
It was heardThey took him to the morgue.Last night in the February darkWhen the crescent moon, five days toward full, ...
Oh! oh! the delight of beholding delight!The thing that should be if the world went rightScope for all fitness and ...
When some proud son of man returns to earth,Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp ...
Ben posson gli occhi.Well may these eyes of mine both near and far Behold the beams that from thy beauty flow; But, ...
-What did you do last night Hippolyta?The wine was roaring in the rusty canals-I don't respond to shameless whistlesSo give ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
It was the fairest and the sweetest scene--The freshest, sunniest, smiling land that e'erHeld o'er the waves its arms of ...
In measured verse I'll now rehearse The charms of lovely Anna: And, first, her mind is unconfined Like any vast ...
GALOOTS, you hairy, hankering, Snousle on the bones you eat, chew at the gristle and lick the last of it. ...
Little poppies, little hell flames, Do you do no harm? You flicker. I cannot touch you. I put my hands ...
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