Architectural Masks (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I There is a house with ivied walls, And mullioned windows worn and old, And the long dwellers in those ...
I There is a house with ivied walls, And mullioned windows worn and old, And the long dwellers in those ...
THESE are the most singular of all the Poems of Goethe, and to many will appear so wild and fantastic, ...
(FOR THE FELLOWSHIP CLU Lyman and Frederick and Jim, one day, Set out in a great big ship-- Steamed to ...
See, what a wonderful garden is here, Planted and trimmed for my Little-Oh-Dear! Posies so gaudy and grass of such ...
NOW the lusty spring is seen; Golden yellow, gaudy blue, Daintily invite the view: Everywhere on every green Roses blushing ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
Summer begins to have the look Peruser of enchanting Book Reluctantly but sure perceives A gain upon the backward leaves ...
They'll always tell a story those obscure mementos stacked on dusty shelves, demure and silent like the other gaudy tributes ...
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like Incense in thy Sight! Wrapt in impenetrable Shade ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into ...
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Remember him, whom Passion's power Severely---deeply---vainly proved: Remember thou that dangerous hour, When neither fell, though both were loved. That ...
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
WHARE live ye, my bonie lass? And tell me what they ca' ye; My name, she says, is mistress Jean, ...
Chorus-Here's a health to ane I loe dear, Here's a health to ane I loe dear; Thou art sweet as ...
MUSING on the roaring ocean, Which divides my love and me; Wearying heav'n in warm devotion, For his weal where'er ...
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion Round the wealthy, titled bride: But when compar'd with real passion, Poor is all ...
O ONCE I lov'd a bonie lass, Ay, and I love her still; And whilst that virtue warms my breast, ...
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