THE WARNING (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Beware! The Israelite of old, who tore The lion in his path,--when, poor and blind, He saw the blessed light ...
Beware! The Israelite of old, who tore The lion in his path,--when, poor and blind, He saw the blessed light ...
After Joseph Roth Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. Montaigne, De L'amitië The dream's forfeit was a night ...
In the mid August, in the second year of my First Polar Expedition, the snow and ice of winter almost ...
A dream of mine flew over the mead To the halls where my old Love reigns; And it drew me ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
O stay, harmonious and sweet sounds, that die In the long vaultings of this ancient fane! Stay, for I may ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
LONG since, I lived beneath vast porticoes, By many ocean-sunsets tinged and fired, Where mighty pillars, in majestic rows, Seemed ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins ...
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd; But then begins ...
Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expired, And past return are all my dandled days; My love misled, and ...
I saw thee once- once only- years ago: I must not say how many- but not many. It was a ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
(1) Caressing my tender breasts, his left hand's on the steering wheel, and his right hand is firmly tucked away ...
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