The Magnificent (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
The Stars are old, that stood for me -- The West a little worn -- Yet newer glows the only ...
That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet, And said that I was strong -- And could be mighty, if ...
On the World you colored Morning painted rose -- Idle his Vermillion Aimlessly crept the Glows Over Realms of Orchards ...
The Voice that stands for Floods to me Is sterile borne to some -- The Face that makes the Morning ...
How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn't care about Careers And Exigencies never ...
In the beginning there was light, abundant light that truly lit the way, time was never lost in dodging flights ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
The mystery of a smile that glows within your eyes and is framed in an innocent countenance passes not unheeded. ...
HE crawls to the cliff and plays on a brink Where every eye but his own would shrink; No music ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
My song shall bless the Lord of all, My praise shall climb to His abode; Thee, Saviour, by that name ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
The forest holds high carnival to-day, And every hill-side glows with gold and fire; Ivy and sumac dress in colors ...
'O cast away your sorrow; -- A while, at least, be gay! If grief must come tomorrow, At least, be ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Do you believe, in what you see do you believe in reality do you believe in the sun that's bright ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
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