Amours De Voyage, Canto II (Arthur Hugh Clough Poems)
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
This wearisome and this distressing sleep That we call life, O how dost thou support, My Pepoli? With what hopes ...
Le noir serpent, sorti de sa caverne impure,A donc vu rompre enfin sous ta main ferme et s?rele venimeux tissu ...
It was a gentle sawbones and his name was Doctor Brown.His auto was the terror of a small suburban town.His ...
Not in our public parks, for private gain. This centuries-old precursor of all dramasThat lured babes in old Italy and ...
I. THERE lies betwixt dead Pisa and the sea A haunted forest, with a heart so deep, That none could ...
I am shocked beyond words! (Said the statesman. 'Tis crimeThat the clamoring herds Should seek war at this time.For a ...
Tamed by Miltown, we lie on Mother's bed; the rising sun in war paint dyes us red; in broad daylight ...
Primitive I ate my fill of a whale that died And stranded after a month at sea. . . . ...
Oh you know the score, the script, the line, She's a character, main one, in her story Punch line, timing ...
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
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