The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Comes the time when it's later and onto your table the headwaiter puts the bill, and very soon after rings ...
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
Since all, that beat about in Nature's range, Or veer or vanish ; why should'st thou remain The only constant ...
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his ...
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
O, Poverty! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mien, of every charm bereft, Thy brow that Hope's last traces ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
THERE'S no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping A remembrance in ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
The Day that Youth had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
The day that YOUTH had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth, You have said my name as a prayer. Here ...
When beauty breaks and falls asunder I feel no grief for it, but wonder. When love, like a frail shell, ...
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
Why, Pigot, complain of this damsel's disdain, Why thus in despair do you fret? For months you may try, yet, ...
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...
In law an infant, and in years a boy, In mind a slave to every vicious joy; From every sense ...
Down on the cathedrals, as from the Giralda in a land no crueller, and over the walls to domes & ...
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