Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame; All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame. Not here, O ...
In this lone, open glade I lie, Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand; And at its end, to stay ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed, She has counted six, and over, Of a purse well filled, ...
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air, By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings ...
Memory, hither come, And tune your merry notes; And, while upon the wind Your music floats, I'll pore upon the ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
The sun descending in the west. The evening star does shine. The birds are silent in their nest, And I ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks, and outside a large green bus swerves through ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. they'll find ...
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom ...
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