The Plea of the Simla Dancers (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Too late, alas! the song To remedy the wrong; -- The rooms are taken from us, swept and garnished for ...
Too late, alas! the song To remedy the wrong; -- The rooms are taken from us, swept and garnished for ...
Hearken, thou craggy ocean-pyramid, Give answer by thy voice-the sea-fowls' screams! When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams? When ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Far in a western brookland That bred me long ago The poplars stand and tremble By pools I used to ...
You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover's say, And happy is ...
Shall we conceal the Case, or tell it - We who believe the evidence? Here and there the watch-towers knell ...
I. "Incense is hut a tribute for the gods,-- To mortals 'tis but poison." THE smoke that from thine altar ...
[From the Morlack.) WHAT is yonder white thing in the forest? Is it snow, or can it swans perchance be? ...
[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection with a friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two great ...
THE waters rush'd, the waters rose, A fisherman sat by, While on his line in calm repose He cast his ...
I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the ...
Man and I are sweethearts He craves me and I long for him, But alas! Between us has appeared A ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Knows he who tills this lonely field To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield At midnight ...
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
Sharp was the frost, the wind was high And sparkling stars bedeckt the sky Sly Dick in arts of cunning ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice ...
O thou Most High who rulest all And hear'st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you Turn, gently moved! Our voices feel along the Dread to find you, ...
XLI I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to ...
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