Summer Heat (Eugene Field Poems)
Nay, why discuss this summer heat, Of which vain people tell? Oh, sinner, rather were it meet To ...
Nay, why discuss this summer heat, Of which vain people tell? Oh, sinner, rather were it meet To ...
Ik wil tasten den Boom, die in den nacht Verrijst van de wazige aarde ...Ik zie hem niet; ik zie ...
Ik min u, smeulend vuur,ik min uw stille dichtheid,waarin het sluim'rend licht leitte wachten op zijn uur!Ik min u in ...
ik dacht dat zewindklokken warenin de straten van de nachtmet mijn prille ogenkeek ik naar het oostenen het verre bellenvan ...
Als in de stemm'ge stad het herfst-tij weeftZijn gouden waas over de oude grachten En onder 't gulden loof een ...
Isola Madre, waar uw geel kasteelMet blinde ramen hoog in zuid-zon gloeide,Was 't dat de bark aan rots'ge trappen roeide ...
'n Feetjie het vir haaruit spinnerak 'n doek vergaar;'n rokkie wit as heuningwashet sy toe aanmekaargelas.Maar nouliks was dit om ...
Op die solder, waar die rotteHulle neste het gebou,Waar die vlermuise en motteElke aand kommissie hou,Het ek jou gevinde, ou ...
Into the darkness deeper, setting himself apart just a little farther his praying to start A prayer from the heart ...
Into the darkness deeper, setting himself apart just a little farther his praying to start A prayer from the heart ...
It's June ag'in, an' in my soul I feel the fillin' joy That's sure to come this time o' year ...
Green mwold on zummer bars do show That they've a-dripped in winter wet; The hoof-worn ring o' groun' below The ...
Since I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up steairs or down below, I'll zit me in the lwonesome pleace, ...
Green mwold on zummer bars do show That they've a-dripped in winter wet; The hoof-worn ring o' groun' below The ...
Since I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up steairs or down below, I'll zit me in the lwonesome pleace, ...
AS cauld a wind as ever blew, A cauld kirk, an in't but few: As cauld a minister's e'er spak; ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
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