Gentle Breeze Of Armenia (Khoren Nar Bey de Lusignan Poems)
WHERE art thou, sweet and gentle breeze,Breeze of my fatherland ?The spring has come, and tender flowersBud forth on every ...
WHERE art thou, sweet and gentle breeze,Breeze of my fatherland ?The spring has come, and tender flowersBud forth on every ...
On my quitting Clevedale to return to Barbados.1.AND must the Muse collect her feeble powers,And strike the lyre in Friendship's ...
WOE to thee, wild ambition! I employDespair's low notes thy dread effects to tell;Born in high Heaven, her peace thou ...
A dozen girls' chemisesdrying on a line,floral lace at the breastlike rose windows in a Gothic cathedral.Lord,shield Thou me from ...
Today, I see, your glance is especially sadAnd your arms, embracing your knees, especially thin.Listen: far, far away on the ...
Joyously launched on life's untravelled streams, Youth fears nor open sea nor treacherous bay; Gay voyager, whose wildly devious way Fond hope and ...
In that same moment when at Kohath's gate Paused the bright phantom--chariot,--to the eye Of Sethos, riding moodily alone, Appeared ...
Ye in the age gone by,Who ruled the world—a world how lovely then!—And guided still the steps of happy men ...
Made at the ' Cock.' Alfred, headwaiter at the ' Cock ' * Where nowadays I dine, Go fetch me ...
Stalking a deer I wandered deep into the mountains and from there I saw. Or perhaps it was for some ...
The swallow twittered, shrill and gay,-Arriving from across the main."This spring!' 'This spring!" it called to me;My heart with hope ...
Speed on thy solemn pilgrimage, O Earth; And count thy rosary of golden days Before thy Maker's feet in prayerful ...
For more than thirty years we hadn't met. I remembered the bright query of your face, That single-minded look,intense and ...
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
In many and reportless places We feel a Joy -- Reportless, also, but sincere as Nature Or Deity -- It ...
OTHERS may praise what they like; But I, from the banks of the running Missouri, praise nothing, in art, or ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
Reading in Ovid the sorrowful story of Itys, Son of the love of Tereus and Procne, slain For the guilty ...
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