A PASTORAL SUNG TO THE KING (Robert Herrick Poem)
MONTANO, SILVIO, AND MIRTILLO, SHEPHERDS MON. Bad are the times. SIL. And worse than they are we. MON. Troth, bad ...
MONTANO, SILVIO, AND MIRTILLO, SHEPHERDS MON. Bad are the times. SIL. And worse than they are we. MON. Troth, bad ...
Is this a life, to break thy sleep, To rise as soon as day doth peep? To tire thy patient ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour ...
It took several hours. There were spaces in the cookware of which no one was aware, save the poet. The ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed; Grey ...
Who bides his time, and day by day Faces defeat full patiently, And lifts a mirthful roundelay, However poor his ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
We speak with the lip, and we dream in the soul, Of some better and fairer day; And our days, ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, The Ship was still as she could be; Her sails ...
That Barret, the painter of pictures, what feeling for color he had! And Fanning, the maker of music, such melodies ...
As Daniel, bird-alone, in that far land, Kneeling in fervent prayer, with heart-sick eyes Turned thro' the casement toward the ...
"Yes, LAURA, yes, pure as the virgin snow's "That on the bosom of the whirlwind move,, "For thee my faithful ...
I dreamt a dream at the midnight deep, When fancies come and go To vex a man in his soothing ...
And then went down to the ship, Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and We set up ...
Bonnie Clara, will you go to the bonnie Sidlaw hills And pu' the blooming heather, and drink from their rills? ...
We were out on the hills that night To watch our sheep; Drowsily by the fire we lay Where the ...
With tears they buried you to-day, But well I knew no turf could hold Your gladness long beneath the mould, ...
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