Orlando Furioso Canto 6 (Ludovico Ariosto Poems)
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina's ...
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina's ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that nameIf rightly thou art called, whose voice divineFollowing, above the Olympian hill I soar,Above ...
Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
'Tis sweet, when, down the mighty main, the windsRoll up its waste of waters, from the landTo watch another's labouring ...
'Tis sweet, when, down the mighty main, the windsRoll up its waste of waters, from the landTo watch another's labouring ...
There are diagrams on stilts all wired togetherOver the hill and the wind and out of sight.There is a scar ...
"Hugest that swims the ocean stream."WELTER upon the waters, mighty one-And stretch thee in the ocean's trough of brine;Turn thy ...
1660At last the long darkness of anarchy lifts, and the dawn o'er the grayIn rosy pulsation floods; the tremulous amber ...
YOU go down shade to the river, where naked men sit on flat brown rocks, to watch the ferry, in ...
THEN fashioned for him the folk of Geatsfirm on the earth a funeral-pile,and hung it with helmets and harness of ...
what if a much of a which of a windgives the truth to summer's lie;bloodies with dizzying leaves the sunand ...
"enter no(silence is the blood whose fleshis singing)silence:but unsinging. Inspectral such hugest how hush,onedead leaf stirring makes a crash-far away(as ...
Picassoyou give us Thingswhichbulge:grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mindyou make us shrillpresents alwaysshut in the sumptuous screech ofsimplicity(out ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
HER hands are cold; her face is white; No more her pulses come and go; Her eyes are shut to ...
Love's stricken "why" Is all that love can speak -- Built of but just a syllable The hugest hearts that ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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