Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
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