The Princess (prologue) (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
From Schiller"Which of you, knight or squire, will darePlunge into yonder gulf?A golden beaker I fling in it—there!The black mouth ...
Ow! Wow! Wow!(Funeral note sustained by flutes, suggesting a long-bodied, short-legged, large-headed dog in anguish.)Ow! Wow!We are the people who ...
Some generous painter now assist my pen,And help to draw the most despised of men:Or else, oh Muse! do thou ...
I want free life and I want fresh air; And I sigh for the canter after the cattle, The crack ...
I: BLINDWhen first the shadows fell, like prison bars,And darkness spread before me, like a pall,I cried out for the ...
DOWN the lanes of boyhood, let me go once more, Let me tread the paths of youth that I have ...
The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you ...
Slow Time, that carrieth such a monstrous load From every stage and hostel of the Past, Do you not weary ...
Foundered March 24. 1878 1 The Eurydice-it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board, Some asleep ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his head From Thetis' lap, I raised myself from bed, And mounting steed, ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
Let us invoke a healthy heart-breaking Towards the horrible world: Let us say 0 poor people How can they help ...
Think Valentine, as speeding on thy way Homeward thou hastest light of heart along, If heavily creep on one little ...
(After Rilke) The city floats no longer like a bait To hook the nimble darting summer days. The glazed and ...
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never ...
The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you ...
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