Georgic 1 (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
You say, as one who shapes a life,That you will never be a wife,And, laughing lightly, ask my aidTo paint ...
Do not lift him from the bracken,Leave him lying where he fell-Better bier ye cannot fashion:None beseems him half so ...
I PRAY thee by the soul of her that bore thee,By thine own sister's spirit I implore thee,Deal gently with ...
A solitary bird was seen by the writer, making its toilsome flightagainst a strong storm-wind. The peculiar undulating flight, thegathering ...
From Alton Bay to Sandwich Dome,From Mad to Saco river,For patriarchs of the primal woodWe sought with vain endeavor.And then ...
Oh! say you so, bold sailorIn the sun-lit deeps of sky!Dost thou so soon the seed-time tellIn thy imperial cry,As ...
O gracious morning eglantine,Making the far old English ways divine!Though from thy stock our mateless rose was bred,Staining the world's ...
A Part Of The Story Omitted In The Old RomancesHow sir Galahad despaired of finding the GrailThrough the wood the ...
IO crownless soul of Ishmael!Uplifting and unfolding the white tent of dreams against the sunless base of eternity!Looking up through ...
I stood upon the four-foot way Amid the haunts I knew so well,The sunshine of an April day Was over ...
MY son, at last the fateful day has come For us to part. The hours have nearly run.May God ...
Ye mountains, on whose torrent-furrowed slopes,And bare and silent brows uplift to heaven,I envied oft the soul which fills your ...
IN my hot youth I rashly pennedA Sonnet of the After-life.It was the time of stress and strifeThrough which the ...
The world has many lovers, but the one She loves the best is he within whose heart She but half-reigning ...
I am the word that lovers leave unsaid, The eloquence of ardent lips grown mute, The mourning ...
When mateless Adam loitered in the shade, Glad as a child, and felt the pulse of life Make its own ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
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