Scenes From The Faust Of Goethe (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
Army of Northern Virginia, army of legend,Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely?Who were your battle-flags?Call ...
'Tis the terror of tempest. The rags of the sailAre flickering in ribbons within the fierce gale:From the stark night ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed,Long before lunch was up,That I might drain the dizzy dewFrom the day's first golden cup.In ...
Daughters of Jove, whose voice is melody,Muses, who know and rule all minstrelsySing the wide-winged Moon! Around the earth,From her ...
I sing the glorious Power with azure eyes,Athenian Pallas! tameless, chaste, and wise,Tritogenia, town-preserving Maid,Revered and mighty; from his awful ...
An Incident in One Act.PERSONS. THE KING, THE QUEEN, EARL ATHULF, THE MINSTREL.Heralds, Pages, Men-at-Arms, Sentries. TIME: THE PAST.SCENE:Night in ...
"'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and ...
(From the French of Charles Baudelaire)Remember now, my Love, what piteous thingWe saw on a summer's gracious day:By the roadside ...
With trembling fingers did we weave The holly round the Christmas hearth; A rainy ...
Over and back, the long waves crawl and track the sand with foam; night darkens, and the sea takes on ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
for Ruth Fainlight I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root; It is what ...
A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector That Providence which had so long the care ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
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