Stanzas In Memory Of The Author Of ‘Obermann’ (Matthew Arnold Poems)
In front the awful Alpine track Crawls up its rocky stair; The autumn storm-winds drive the rack, Close o'er it, in the air. Behind ...
In front the awful Alpine track Crawls up its rocky stair; The autumn storm-winds drive the rack, Close o'er it, in the air. Behind ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
Seeking wine, the drinker leaves home for the tavern.Perplexed, he asks, "Which path will take me there?"People show him different ...
The last walls of shame fell,And we rejoiced…And we danced…And we were blessed with the signing of the peace of ...
From pain and peril, by land and main,The shipwrecked sailor came back again;And like one from the dead, the threshold ...
1FriendsThe old word is dead.The old books are dead.Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.Dead is the mind ...
Good morning sweetheart.Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.It has been two year mothersince the boy has sailedon his mythical ...
I was born in 1902I never once went back to my birthplaceI don't like to turn backat three I served ...
The mosques and churches float through our memories,Prayers devoid of sense or taste echo from their walls.Never has the heart ...
The mosques and churches float through our memories,Prayers devoid of sense or taste echo from their walls.Never has the heart ...
The camel snorts. He won't get up. .His grumbling flanks are heaving. Give himA kick?.. The criers' calls atopThe mosques ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
On a background of pale goldI would trace with quaint design,Penciled fine,Brilliant-colored, Moorish scenes,Mosques and crescents, pages, queens,Line on line,That ...
Oh, Orlando! Remember the night we danced quietly on the sands where music was played? Your words were wonderers, said ...
I was born in 1902 I never once went back to my birthplace I don't like to turn back at ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
What will happen this Friday in that land when the mosques empty the people done with their prayers will the ...
The first genocide of the 21st century Began in Sudan. Slavery is cursed: Black-African Muslims strike first. Arab Muslims strike ...
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