Cafes In Damascus (Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems)
LANGUIDLY the night-wind blowethFrom the gardens round,Where the clear Barrada flowethWith a lulling sound.Not the lute-note's sweet shiverCan such music ...
LANGUIDLY the night-wind blowethFrom the gardens round,Where the clear Barrada flowethWith a lulling sound.Not the lute-note's sweet shiverCan such music ...
Though the stream of being floweth Calmly to the sea of peace,Though the weary pilgrim goeth To his home of sleep and ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
ll. 169-191)….It did not seem good to the Lord of heaven thatAdam should longer be alone as warden and keeper ...
A FRAGMENTBehold! on an Assyrian quayFast by the town of Nineveh,At moon of night, methought I stoodWhere Tigris went with ...
Before my window, in days of winter hoarHuddled a mournful wood:Smooth pillars of beech, domed chestnut, sycamore,In stony sleep they ...
_She_. How soft the night wind strokes the meadow grasses And, breathing music, through ...
Were I a skilful painter,My pencil, not my pen,Should try to teach thee hope and fear,And who would blame me ...
Author of pardon, Jesu Christ,Extend Thy love to us, and deignTo show Thy mercy upon us,And cleanse our hearts from ...
Still his little grave she seeketh In her mother-sorrow wild,Hush! While in her heart she speaketh To the ...
IDead, she drifted to his feet.Tell us, Love, is Death so sweet?Oh! the river floweth deep.Fathoms deeper is her sleep.Oh! ...
You strove in vain, with cunning words, And subtle arguments, to gain A convert to your darling creed; Then mocked ...
Like an azure vein from the heart of the main, Pulsing with joy for ever, By verdurous Isles, with dimpled ...
WHERE the red wine-cup floweth, there art thou! Where luxury curtains out the evening sky;-- Triumphant Mirth sits flush'd upon ...
The Past is flowing through my thoughts- Flowing like a sea;With all its billows dancing brightOver what?-an ...
Quickly they vanish to a land unlit,Things for which no man cares to smile or mourn,Forgotten in the place where ...
Somewhere a pine is green, Just where who knoweth, And in a garth unseen A rose-tree bloweth. These are ordained ...
Labor is wealth, in the sea the pearl groweth;Rich the queen s robe from the frail cocoon floweth;From the fine ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
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