Ode To Autumn (John Keats Poems)
1.Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the ...
1.Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the ...
"GOOD Heavens, man, what a freak of taste!What blindness to form and feature!The girl's no beauty, and might be placedAs ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet ...
I PASSED a day on Mosel river,-- A day beginning with the sun; It ended not till light was over, ...
IF, when the Spirit quits her clay-built cell,With incorporeal essences to dwell,Attachments form'd on earth their force retain,And with increasing ...
HOW sweet to wander o'er th' enamell'd green, When spring returning, with a liberal hand,Sheds her rich bounty on ...
Now is thy fragrant garland made complete,Maturing year! but as its many dyesMingle in rainbow hues divinely sweet,They fade and ...
332There are two Ripenings-one-of sight-Whose forces Spheric windUntil the Velvet productDrop spicy to the ground-A homelier maturing-A process in the ...
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless ...
I Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and ...
"GOOD Heavens, man, what a freak of taste! What blindness to form and feature! The girl's no beauty, and might ...
I know well the challenge raising the child of another Yet I can only imagine the depths of Joseph's consternation ...
Growing, changing, maturing in our lives, in our faith drawing the living water into our waking breath ordering our steps, ...
Heavy drops of rain hang bodily from the green fruit, the bunches of berries long before the harvest hanging on ...
I heard the murmurs, the exclaiming the muted hushed knowing on the growing, the maturing the changes in all of ...
Farewell, too little and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own; For sure our souls ...
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight -- Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy ...
YOU just maturing youth! You male or female! Remember the organic compact of These States, Remember the pledge of the ...
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet ...
I have a bone to pick with Fate. Come here and tell me, girlie, Do you think my mind is ...
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