Thyrsis, a Monody (Matthew Arnold Poem)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
O THOU whom Poetry abhors, Whom Prose has turnèd out of doors, Heard'st thou yon groan?-proceed no further, 'Twas laurel'd ...
MY curse upon your venom'd stang, That shoots my tortur'd gums alang, An' thro' my lug gies mony a twang, ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
1 He listened at the porch that day, To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance: They howl and writhe in shoals of torment, in ...
1.1 "What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? 1.2 Or wisdom for a dance ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Can I see anothers woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see anothers grief, And not seek for ...
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