The Ode of Tarafah (Tarafah ibn al Abd Poems)
A young gazelle there is in the tribe, dark-lipped, fruit-shaking,flaunting a double necklace of pearls and topazes,holding aloof, with the ...
A young gazelle there is in the tribe, dark-lipped, fruit-shaking,flaunting a double necklace of pearls and topazes,holding aloof, with the ...
Dreary fog and drizzling sleet,And a lamp-lit track of slime;Phantoms dim in the misty street,Vanishing, streaked with grime;Overhead in a ...
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
"Morn in the wake of the morning starCame furrowing all the orient into gold.We rose, and each by other drest ...
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
An ode after Easter.Cast wide the folding doorways of the East,For now is light increased!And the wind-besomed chambers of the ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
I.A gentle wind, of western birthOn some far summer sea,Wakes daisies in the wintry earth,Wakes hopes in wintry me.The sun ...
She mothered five!Night after night she watched a little bed,Night after night she cooled a fevered head,Day after day she ...
She mothered five! Night after night she watched a little bed,Night after night she cooled a fevered head, Day after ...
Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers' loud refrain Gives the ...
THE BITTERNESS of death and bitterer scorn Breathes from the broad-leafed aloe-plant whence thou Wast fain to gather ...
Beauty like hers is genius. Not the callOf Homer's or of Dante's heart sublime,-Not Michael's hand furrowing the zones of ...
Be the water, the rain, the ice beating on the unmovable rock the drip, drip, furrowing, changing the stone. Be ...
Night closed my windows and The sky became a crystal house The crystal windows glowed The moon shown through them ...
The Day that Youth had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
The day that YOUTH had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
And there we were together again- Together again, we three: Morgan, Fingal, fiddle, and all, They had come for the ...
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