Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Give'' and ``It-shall-be-given-unto-you.'' I. Grand rough old Martin Luther Bloomed fables---flowers on furze, The better the uncouther: Do roses stick ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish ...
FRIDAY first's the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o' ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
Le pré est vénéneux mais joli en automne Les vaches y paissant Lentement s'empoisonnent Le colchique couleur de cerne et ...
In measured verse I'll now rehearse The charms of lovely Anna: And, first, her mind is unconfined Like any vast ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
INSTEAD of a Song, boy's, I'll give you a Toast; Here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
ADIEU! a heart-warm fond adieu; Dear brothers of the mystic tie! Ye favourèd, enlighten'd few, Companions of my social joy; ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
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