Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto III. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
Army of Northern Virginia, army of legend,Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely?Who were your battle-flags?Call ...
the spiritual, Platonic old England .S. T. COLERIDGE, Anima Poetae'Your situation', said Coningsby, looking up the green and silent valley, ...
Soon as the twilight through the distant mistIn silver hemmings skirts the purple east,Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles ...
ISome sort of heart I know is hers,-- I chanced to feel her pulse one night;A brain she has that never ...
A barefooted child on the crossing,Sweeping the mud away,A lady in silks and diamonds,Proud of the vain display;A beggar blind ...
I own a solace shut within my heart, A garden full of many a quaint delight And warm with drowsy, ...
A night that cuts between you and you and you and you and you and me : jostles us apart, ...
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
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