Of The Nature Of Things: Book V – Part 07 – Beginnings Of Civilization (Lucretius Poems)
Afterwards,When huts they had procured and pelts and fire,And when the woman, joined unto the man,Withdrew with him into one ...
Afterwards,When huts they had procured and pelts and fire,And when the woman, joined unto the man,Withdrew with him into one ...
Down the dim West slow fails the stricken sun,And from his hot face fades the crimson flushVeiled in death's herald-shadows ...
Drawn up in three divisions, soon as the English foundThat the Frenchmen were advancing, they started from the ground,Alarm'd, and burning in ...
Speak, crumbling mound, and tell to all the wood,How that beneath these weeds whereon I stray,A dark-roofed feasting hall of ...
The calm of blessed Night Is on Judaea's hills; The full--orbed moon with cloudless light Is sparkling on their rills: One spot above the ...
THE cottages all lie asleep;The sheep and lambs are folded inWinged sentinels the vale will keepUntil the hours of life ...
As up and down I fare by road and streetThe mothers of our men-at-arms I meet Who die for mine and ...
"DUNDEE"FATHER of Mercies, Heavenly Friend,We seek thy gracious throne;To Thee our faltering prayers ascend,Our fainting hearts are known.From blasts that ...
He built a tower for all to see,With sun-washed gardens planted wide.And there with pomp of pageantry,With men-at-arms and minstrelsyAnd ...
CHAFING on flags of ebony and pearl,My paladins are waiting. Loops of smokeStoop slowly from the coffee-cups, and curlIn thin ...
A quick perceptiveness, a woman's charm,a windless city white with falling snow,the gallant courtesy of men-at-arms,the blue of lazuli, the ...
An Incident in One Act.PERSONS. THE KING, THE QUEEN, EARL ATHULF, THE MINSTREL.Heralds, Pages, Men-at-Arms, Sentries. TIME: THE PAST.SCENE:Night in ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
RUINS! A charm is in the word: It makes us smile, it makes us sigh, 'Tis like the note of ...
BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow:"Sorrow not, sage! It beseems us betterfriends to avenge than fruitlessly mourn them.Each of us all ...
"Dulce et decorum est" The bugle echoes shrill and sweet, But not of war it sings to-day. The road is ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
That lover of a night Came when he would, Went in the dawning light Whether I would or no; Men ...
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