St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers,How many round attribute all their cares!In these howe'er I never can believe,And ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers,How many round attribute all their cares!In these howe'er I never can believe,And ...
To the four corners of the earth they turn:the four demobilized knights of the heavenly host.And the four corners of ...
A voice of lamentation From the islands of the Sea!Alas, thou sorrowing Nation, Bereaved — alas for thee!The wail as of a ...
To London once my steps I bent, Where truth in no wise should be faint; To Westminster-ward I forthwith went, To a man ...
Below, the tawny Tagus sweptPast royal gardens, breathing balm;Upon his couch the monarch slept;The world was still; the night was ...
The Battle of Vimy Ridge 9th to 14th April 1917.Please enjoy a small Tribute to the Valiant soldiers of Canada's ...
Four lamps were burning o'er two mighty graves -Godfrey's and Baldwin's - Salem's Christian kings;And holy light glanced from Helena's ...
For the Reunion of the Bates Family at Quincy, August 3, 1916FAR away on the sunny levelsWhere Kent lies drowsing ...
A procession of priests and laymen-each walk of life represented-moves through streets, squares, and gatesof the famous city, Antioch.At the ...
There is lamentation everywhere, from the hand of death!In every place, in every habitation, from the hand of death!'The form ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
In that soft season, when descending show'rsCall forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;When op'ning buds salute the welcome ...
SECTS in Religion?--Yes of every raceWe nurse some portion in our favour'd place;Not one warm preacher of one growing sectCan ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
AND do not fear to hope. Can poet's brainMore than the Father's heart rich good invent?Each time we smell the ...
In the dungeon crypts idly did I stray,Reckless of the lives wasting there away;"Draw the ponderous bars; open, Warder stern!"He ...
'Twas the shrunken soul of the traitor That whined in a coign of the dark; And the fiends were aroused ...
I like a 'cavalier Frances'And a Catalonian dame;The courtesy of the Genoese,And Castilian dignity;The Provence songs my ears to please,And ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
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