The Psalter (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last;I can't resist, whatever may have passed,But must relate, what often I've ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last;I can't resist, whatever may have passed,But must relate, what often I've ...
It was a queer October place-- No house, you'd say, at all! A wide brown wood with leaves for a floor, And timbers ...
BOCCACE alone is not my only source;T'another shop I now shall have recourse;Though, certainly, this famed Italian witHas many stories ...
They went to the January house, A house made all of snow, With windows of ice, and chandeliers Of icicles all in a ...
Forth from the dust and din,The crush, the heat, the many-spotted glare,The odour and sense of life and lust aflare,The ...
A BalladThe wave, soft murmuring,With the wind frolicking,Leaps up into the air.You see it tremble, hover,Tumble and topple over,It is ...
We who have walked deserted stubble fields on a December evening,Who have seen over the field's edge a soft river ...
Alone I strode where the broad Rhine flowed, The hedge with roses was covered, And wondrous rare through all the air The scent ...
O realm of azure! O realm of light and colour, of youth and happiness! Ihave beheld thee in dream. We ...
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
Because a little vagrant wind veered south from China Sea;Or else, because a sun-spot stirred; and yet again, maybeBecause some ...
TO POSEIDON. I.God of the mighty deep! wherever now The waves beneath thy brazen axles bow; Whether thy strong, proud ...
When April with her wild blue eye Comes dancing over the grass, And all the crimson buds so shy Peep ...
'Tis but a vague, invarious delightAs gold that rains about some buried king.As the fine flakes,When tourists frolickingStamp on his ...
Spring breezes over the blue,now lightly frolicking in some tropic bay,go forth to meet her way,for here the spell hath ...
a cascade of leaves frolicking in the autumn mischievous fall winds November 7, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Ho, a day Whereon we may up and away, With a fetterless wind that is out on the downs, And ...
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