The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
GUID speed and furder to you, Johnie, Guid health, hale han's, an' weather bonie; Now, when ye're nickin down fu' ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
THE NOBLE Maxwells and their powers Are coming o'er the border, And they'll gae big Terreagles' towers And set them ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
'TWAS in the seventeen hunder year O' grace, and ninety-five, That year I was the wae'est man Of ony man ...
WHOSE 1 is that noble, dauntless brow? And whose that eye of fire? And whose that generous princely mien, E'en ...
STOP, passenger! my story's brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell nae common tale o' grief, For Matthew ...
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns, I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns, October twenty-third, A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day, Sae far ...
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Even in a palace, life may be led well! So spake the imperial sage, purest of men, Marcus Aurelius. But ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
SIR, o'er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
RIGHT, sir! your text I'll prove it true, Tho' heretics may laugh; For instance, there's yourself just now, God knows, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
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