The Heroic Enthusiasts: Part 2: Second Dialogue (Giordano Bruno Poems)
MARICONDO. Here you see a flaming yoke enveloped in knots round which iswritten: Levius aura; which means that Divine love ...
MARICONDO. Here you see a flaming yoke enveloped in knots round which iswritten: Levius aura; which means that Divine love ...
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
SILSILA-E-ROZ-O-SHAB NAQSH GAR-E-HADISAATSILSILA-E-ROZ-O-SHAB ASL-E-HAYAAT-O-MAMAATSILSILA-E-ROZ-O-SHAB TAAR-E-HAREER DO RAnGJIS SE BANAATI HAI ZAAT APNI QABAAY-E-SIFAATSILSILA-E-ROZ-O-SHAB SAAZ-E-AZAL KI FUGHAAnJIS SE DIKHAATI HAI ZAAT ...
I don't ask you to be faithful - you're beautiful, after all -but just that I be spared the pain ...
Should we our Sorrows in this Method range,Oft as Misfortune doth their Subjects change,And to the sev'ral Losses which befall,Pay ...
SAAREY JAHAAn SE ACHCHAA HINDOOSTAAn HAMAARAAHUM BULBULEIn HAIn USKI WO GULSITAAn HAMAARAGURBAT MEIn HO AGAR HUM RAHTAA HAI DIL WATAN ...
Sometimes our soul within us burns To see dark Ignorance aspire To move toward light a mind that yearns For knowledge that may ...
Gem of the Prairies and Queen of the fair, Brightest of Jewels that Autumn may bear; Spread to the morning thy beauties ...
When I close a bookI open life.I hearfaltering criesamong harbours.Copper ignotsslide down sand-pitsto Tocopilla.Night time.Among the islandsour oceanthrobs with fish,touches ...
Ah! the year is slowly dying,And the wind in tree-top sighing,Chant his requiem.Thick and fast the leaves are falling,High in ...
To us you are as indispensable as bread,A sky-blue well of never-ending life,A shelter built of birch or cypress logs,A ...
What, then, is taste but those internal powers,Active and strong, and feeling aliveTo each fine impulse? a discerning senseOf decent ...
A TALE, FROM MARMONTEL'S INCAS OF PERUWHEN o'er the western world IBERIA'S bandsWith blood and rapine stain'd their guilty hands;When ...
Give me the sunlight and the seaAnd who shall take my heaven from me?Light of the Sun, Life of the ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell ...
In the beginning was the three-pointed star, One smile of light across the empty face, One bough of bone across ...
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
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