Cloud-Break (Archibald Lampman Poems)
With a turn of his magical rod,That extended and suddenly shone,From the round of his glory some godLooks forth and ...
With a turn of his magical rod,That extended and suddenly shone,From the round of his glory some godLooks forth and ...
They are closing in, John Henry,The law-dogs loudly bay;Where will you hide your frightened heartTonight, where will you stay?The Church ...
I must go on: There may be ways unseenFor you to elude exigencies of fate;You may know subtle means to ...
Our lives are Swiss-So still-so Cool-Till some odd afternoonThe Alps neglect their CurtainsAnd we look farther on!Italy stands the other ...
If I could have put you in my heart, If but I could have wrapped you in myself, How glad ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
From the outskirts of the town, Where of old the mile-stone stood, Now a stranger, looking down I behold the ...
A daughter's prayer, for a best friend, a hurting soul, torn apart staggered by the punches the body blows, gut ...
IF once in love, you'll soon invention find And not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind; The youngest 'prentice, ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
You know that Portrait in the Moon -- So tell me who 'tis like -- The very Brow -- the ...
I cross till I am weary A Mountain -- in my mind -- More Mountains -- then a Sea -- ...
Our lives are Swiss -- So still -- so Cool -- Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
Moving from left to left, the light is heavy on the Dome, and coarse. One small lunette turns it aside ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
beside me in this garden are huge and daisy-like (why not? are not oxeye daisies a chrysanthemum?), shrubby and thick-stalked, ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures: Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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