The Heroic Enthusiasts: Part 1: Second Dialogue (Giordano Bruno Poems)
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
I.Oh for a field, my friend; oh for a field! I ask no more Than one plain field, shut in by hedgerows ...
WHAT is it our mamma's bewitches, To plague us little boys with breeches ? To tyrant Custom we must yield, Whilst vanquish'd Reason ...
What charms you have, from what high race you sprung,Have been the pleasing subjects of my song:Unskill'd and young, yet ...
What tho' th' claads aboon luk dark, Th' sun's just waitin to peep throo;Let us buckle to awr wark, For ther's lots ...
Bronze Orpheus crosses the field,Playing a guitar without strings.He's called up springtimes and windsAnd now pours his grief in the ...
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous v?mes, mon ?me,Ce beau matin d'?t? si doux:Au d?tour d'un sentier une charogne inf?meSur un lit ...
Lord, according to thy words,I have considered thy birds;And I find their life good,And better the better understood:Sowing neither corn ...
it often happens when the party isgoing well,somebody will say, "wait a minute, thatreminds me, I heard thisjoke, it will ...
He holds his songbook very low, And then ...
The city's steeple-towers remove away, Each singly; as each vain infatuate Faith Leaves God in heaven, and passes. A mere ...
In from the fields they come To stand about the well, and, drinking, say, "The tin gives taste!" taking in ...
History has to live with what was here, clutching and close to fumbling all we had-- it is so dull ...
Today, because I couldn't find the shortcut through, I had to walk this town's entire inner perimeter to find where ...
A father with a huge eraser erases his daughter. When he finishes there's only a red smudge on the wall. ...
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
Treacherous as trap door spiders, they ambush children's innocence. "Why is there g h in light? It isn't fair!" Buddha ...
1 If a man understands a poem, he shall have troubles. 2 If a man lives with a poem, he ...
THE dago shovelman sits by the railroad track Eating a noon meal of bread and bologna. A train whirls by, ...
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