The Boy And the Angel (Robert Browning Poem)
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
I. Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before, Love, -Only sleep! II. What so wild ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
SIC a reptile was Wat, sic a miscreant slave, That the worms ev'n d-d him when laid in his grave; ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh, ...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
'This envelope you say has something in it Which once belonged to your dead son-or something He knew, was fond ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The days, the nights, flow one by one above us, The hours go silently over our lifted faces, We are ...
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves, remote ...
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely ...
He Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
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