The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
IIf thou canst bearStrong meat of simple truthIf thou durst my words compareWith what thou thinkest in my soul's free ...
Sometimes- when the boats of their senses' beatagainst the ever-swelling cliffof a fragrance that's sti1l opento fantastic beasts and plants that shot ...
Between your sheets you soundly sleep Nor dreams of vigils that we lovers keep While all the night, I waking sign your ...
We are the time. We are the famousmetaphor from Heraclitus the Obscure.We are the water, not the hard diamond,the one ...
His shoulder did I holdToo high that I, o'erbold Weak one, Should lean thereon.But He a little hathDeclined ...
'T IS very true, I thought you once as fair As women in th' idea are;*Whatever here seems ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
The metaphor profound yet there before us the ice giving way to the salt of the earth Spreading salt on ...
A metaphor of the angels speaking in dreams in the quiet of the night the still small voice of God ...
The metaphor of food nothing unclean all who become believers, baptized with his blood All may enter all are worthy ...
The water we carry the water we are providing in the real world But metaphor too The fountain, the spring ...
The bread of life basic, essential food a simple metaphor of something far grander So he spoke, to the people ...
Too busy to hear to believe, to sit to know, understand the Master Busy being perfect the Proverbs 31 woman ...
A shepherd's hook stood in the corner of the empty office a reminder of the role the reason for this ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
We are the time. We are the famous metaphor from Heraclitus the Obscure. We are the water, not the hard ...
The last leaves fell like notes from a piano and left their ovals echoing in the ear; with gawky music ...
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet ...
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