Queen Mab: Part VII. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
SPIRIT 'I was an infant when my mother went To see an atheist burned. She took me there. The dark-robed priests were met ...
SPIRIT 'I was an infant when my mother went To see an atheist burned. She took me there. The dark-robed priests were met ...
Wizard. - Lochiel.Wizard.- Lochiel! Lochiel, beware of the dayWhen the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array!For a field of ...
PREFACE If—-and the thing is wildly possible—-t he charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive ...
They roused him with muffins—they roused him with ice—They roused him with mustard and cress—They roused him with jam and ...
He stands at the door of the church peeping in,No troublesome beadle is near him;The preacher is talking of sinners ...
Once again have I roamed thro' the old-fashioned house,Where my grandfather spent his ninety years.There are strangers in charge, and ...
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
"AH! poor negro Sadi, what sorrows, what anguish Oppress the lone victim fate dooms for a slave! What eye or ...
In early, prehistoric days, before the reign of Man,When neolithic Nature fashioned things upon a planThat was large as it ...
How shall a generation know its storyIf it will know no other? When, amongThe scoffers at the Institute, PasteurHeard one ...
LVI strive to live my life in whitest truth, Even in the face of this deceitful world; And if in ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
The Baker's Tale They roused him with muffins--they roused him with ice-- They roused him with mustard and cress-- They ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
"SISTER, sister, go to bed! Go and rest your weary head." Thus the prudent brother said. "Do you want a ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
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