Damascus, What Are You Doing to Me? (Nizar Qabbani Poems)
1My voice rings out, this time, from DamascusIt rings out from the house of my mother and fatherIn Sham. The ...
1My voice rings out, this time, from DamascusIt rings out from the house of my mother and fatherIn Sham. The ...
Seeking wine, the drinker leaves home for the tavern.Perplexed, he asks, "Which path will take me there?"People show him different ...
"And when the Summer Heat is great, And every hour intense, The Moghra, with its subtle flowers, Intoxicates the sense."The Coco palms stood ...
I associate Da Vinci with symmetrical human constituents,as I consider Stravinsky and his octotonic passages,while I infer my death to ...
OH sweet forgetfulnessOf earth-born care and woe,Did ever Lethe's silent streamIn earthly channels flow,Soon would I taste of thee,And from ...
Can we forget the gloomy time,When Bacchus ruled the day,—When dissipation, sloth and crime,Bore undisputed sway?The time—the time—the gloomy timeThe ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
Made at the ' Cock.' Alfred, headwaiter at the ' Cock ' * Where nowadays I dine, Go fetch me ...
III._OCCE AL MISMO TONO TLAMELAUHCAYOTL.__ANOTHER PLAIN SONG, TO THE SAME TUNE._1. Xochicalco nihualcalaquia in nicuicani, oncan icac inchalchiuhuehuetl, oncan chialon ...
With scornful mien, and various toss of air,Fantastic vain, and insolently fair,Grandeur intoxicates her giddy brain,She looks ambition, and she ...
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