Consolation (Billy Collins Poem)
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
The sea runs back against itself With scarcely time for breaking wave To cannonade a slatey shelf And thunder under ...
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
Twice ten years old not fully told since nature gave me breath, My race is run, my thread spun, lo, ...
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
All's over, then: does truth sound bitter As one at first believes? Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter About your ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given ...
See her come bearing down, a tidy craft! Gaily her topsails bulge, her sidelights burn! There's jigging in her rigging ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done Supernal Will ! I ...
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