Of The Nature Of Things: Book I – Part 01 – Proem (Lucretius Poems)
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
How has New England's romance fled,Even as a vision of the morning!Its rites foredone, its guardians dead,Its priestesses, bereft of ...
Pain, pain continual; pain unending;Hard even to the roughest, but to thoseHungry for beauty . . . Not the wisest ...
When you are very old, at eveningYou'll sit and spin beside the fire, and say,Humming my songs, 'Ah well, ah ...
I DID not know that I should miss you, So silver-soft your loving came,There were no trumpets down the dawning, There were ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
Our blood is swayed by sunken moonsAnd lulled by midnights long foredone;We waken to a foundered sunIn Atlantean afternoons:Our blood ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
Too late, alas! the song To remedy the wrong; -- The rooms are taken from us, swept and garnished for ...
I "O Lord, why grievest Thou? - Since Life has ceased to be Upon this globe, now cold As lunar ...
I can not bow to woo thee With honey words and flower kisses And the dew of sweet half-truths Fallen ...
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