The Iliad: Book 22 (Homer Poems)
Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweatfrom off them and drank to quench their thirst, ...
Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweatfrom off them and drank to quench their thirst, ...
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
No! is my answer from this cold bleak ridgeDown to your valley: you may rest you there:The gulf is wide, ...
From every quarter we, Who bent the trembling knee And cowered or grovelled prostrate day and night, Now come once more to sing A ...
No fawn-tinged hospital pajamas could cheat him of his austerity,Which tamed even the doctors with its pure fire.They examined him ...
"My dream had never died or lived again.As in some mystic middle state I lay;Seeing I saw not, hearing not ...
O HAVE you seen the Stratton floodThat's great with rain to-day?It runs beneath your wall, Lord Sands,Full of the new-mown ...
Twice one are two; twice two are four.I can still hear it floating thro' the old school door: Those childish ...
I DREDGE my soul for buried memories.The pomp of perished ages, once divine,Breaks dawn-like over realms that gleam and shineMysterious ...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
Bob Briggs went in for Government, And helps to run the State; Some day they say he'll represent His party ...
I Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows; The mighty skies are palisades of light; The stars are blurred; ...
We'd gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, ...
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