The Kalevala – Rune VI (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINAMOINEN'S HAPLESS JOURNEY.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Now arranges for a journeyTo the village of the Northland,To the land of cruel winters,To ...
WAINAMOINEN'S HAPLESS JOURNEY.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Now arranges for a journeyTo the village of the Northland,To the land of cruel winters,To ...
THERE is an end of joy and sorrow;Peace all day long, all night, all morrow, But never a time ...
'Attar began The Conference of the Birds (Mantiq al-tair) with an invocation praising the holy Creator in which he suggested ...
Supposed to have been written under the Ruins ofRufus's Castle, among the remains of the ancientChurch on the Isle of ...
A stone upon her heart and head, But no name written on that stone;Sweet neighbours whisper low instead, This sinner ...
A crystallization of color spreads from the upper regions of the dark sky towards the trembling nipples of the waves. ...
I STOOMPLED oud ov a dafern, Breauscht mit a gallon of wein, Und I rooshed along de strassen, Like a ...
When you are not surprised, not surprised, nor leap in imagination from sunlight into shadow or from shadow into sunlight ...
The digger's cultured daughter: Her youth was wildly free.Now by the placid water Of tree-girt WendoureeShe walks, a gracious lady, ...
High headlands all jealously hide thee, O fairest of sea-girdled towns! Thine Ocean-spouse smileth beside thee, While each ...
I love the Tsarskoselsky GardensLate in the fall when, in soft hazeEnfolded, as in sleep's embraceThey lie… The cold's breath ...
i have loved, let us see if that's all.Bit into you as teeth, in the stoneof a musical fruit. My ...
While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire And protest, only a bubble in ...
A Christmas prayer, an Advent prayer, lifted up to your, oh my Lord that your spirit would descend on each ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
Before the gate has been closed, before the last quetion is posed, before I am transposed. Before the weeds fill ...
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love like the spectator ydly sits Beholding me that all the ...
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay, My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits beholding me that all the ...
Encircled by her arms as by a shell, she hears her being murmur, while forever he endures the outrage of ...
I Said the Watcher by the Way To the young and the unladen, To the boy and to the maiden, ...
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