In Examination (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
I dreamt I was in love again With the One Before the Last, And smiled to greet the pleasant pain ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Bards freezing, naked, up to the neck in water, wholly in dark, time limited, different from initiations now: the class ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
THE CATRINE woods were yellow seen, The flowers decay'd on Catrine lee, Nae lav'rock sang on hillock green, But nature ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little ...
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
There were three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, An' they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
84 Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines 85 From his ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
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