When i was a boy (Eugene Field Poem)
Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the ...
Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the ...
I serve you not, if you I follow, Shadow-like, o'er hill and hollow, And bend my fancy to your leading, ...
Some, when in rhyme they of their loves do tell, With flames and lightnings their exordiums paint; Some call on ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Count not the cost of honour to the dead! The tribute that a mighty nation pays To those who loved ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
To the River Otter Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have past, What happy ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Dear native brook! wild streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have passed, What happy and what mournful hours, ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
No, I'm a man, I'm vull a man, You beat my manhood, if you can. You'll be a man if ...
No, I'm a man, I'm vull a man, You beat my manhood, if you can. You'll be a man if ...
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
HAD I the wyte, had I the wyte, Had I the wyte? she bade me; She watch'd me by the ...
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