Last Poet (Evgeny Abramovich Baratynsky Poems)
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
Palm Sunday: 1461Love, Who from the throne aboveCam'st to teach the law of love,Who Thy peaceful triumph hastLed o'er palms ...
I've never been to Thessaly, and Ida's vales may never seeWhere gods have doffed divinity for wanton love and play;But ...
AN INVOCATION.I. HAIL Goddess of the heaven-reflecting eyes, Divine Athena! thou whose sweet breath blew The message of the Gods ...
IN a garden filled with sunshine, Deep in the heart of Rome, Came the exiled gods of Hellas, And made ...
IMRA! thy form is vanished From the proud and patriot band; Imra! thy voice is silent, 'Mongst the voices of ...
THIS is a rune I ravelled in the still, Arrogant stare of an Australian cow- 'These prankt intruders of the ...
(From Christophe des Lauri?res)I deemed the golden nymphs were gone,And pausing by the river, musedOn naiads and the forest-faun,And idly ...
II shall dream! - shall dreamOf a whisper softFrom the lips divine,From the lips aloft,From the lips of Circe.IIAnd my ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
THE world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
The world`s great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
Sweeping the chords of Hellas with firm hand, He wakes lost echoes from song's classic shore, And brings their crystal ...
Since Persia fell at Marathon, The yellow years have gathered fast: Long centuries have come and gone. And yet (they ...
I A HAPPY MAN (Carphyllides) When these graven lines you see, Traveler, do not pity me; Though I be among ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Insomnia. Homer. Taut canvas. Half the catalogue of ships is mine: that flight of cranes, long stretched-out line, that once ...
Reading in Ovid the sorrowful story of Itys, Son of the love of Tereus and Procne, slain For the guilty ...
Athens, Greece, August 25, 2004 Gold-Medal Gal of Israel By Sharon Esther Lampert (The Sexist Creative Genius in Human History) ...
Down the long hall she glistens like a star, The foam-born mother of Love, transfixed to stone, Yet none the ...
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