The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
The Vanishing They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
What is song's eternity? Come and see. Can it noise and bustle be? Come and see. Praises sung or praises ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
HOW sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate, I will tell you what they sigh, Where those minarets and steeples Prick ...
Ho, ye lovers, list to me; Warning words have I for thee: Give ye heed, hefore ye wed, To this ...
'O cast away your sorrow; -- A while, at least, be gay! If grief must come tomorrow, At least, be ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SHE knelt upon her brother's grave, My little girl of six years old-- He used to be so good and ...
IF thou be in a lonely place, If one hour's calm be thine, As Evening bends her placid face O'er ...
As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer, Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear, Perplext, in every ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Following are several translations of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be the most famous of all haiku: Furuike ya ...
Because my faltering feet may fail to dare The first descendant of the steps of Hell Give me the Word ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
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