The Loving Cup Of The Papyrus (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
WISE men use days as husbandmen use bees,And steal rich drops from every pregnant hour;Others, like wasps on blossomed apple-trees,Find ...
WISE men use days as husbandmen use bees,And steal rich drops from every pregnant hour;Others, like wasps on blossomed apple-trees,Find ...
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
Like a strong youth who, from refreshing sleep After hard travel, rises light of heart, Active of limb, flushed with ...
In that same moment when at Kohath's gate Paused the bright phantom--chariot,--to the eye Of Sethos, riding moodily alone, Appeared ...
On the next morning,--so by heavenly Voice Instructed,--unto Pharaoh went again Moses and Aaron; craving to be heard, Because of ...
"1.WARMING UP THE BOXdelivered on time to persons with city & state line bearing only the words DEATH CITY - ...
Celestial Muse that on the blissful plainArt oft invok'd, to guide th' immortal strain;Inspir'd by thee, the first-born sons of ...
But now Sabrina's guilty fire returns, Her bosom with the raging passion burns: She with a female tenderness relents, And ...
I. The Builders Of The PyramidO, CELESTIAL Khu-fu, ThouKing, art Osiris now.Our lives were Thine, yet were we freeTo live ...
(A Reincarnation Phantasy)This was the story never told By one who cared not for the world's gold. One of the ...
IDry leaves, soldier, dry leaves, dead leaves;voices of leaves on the wind that bears them to destruction,impassioned prayer, impassioned ...
I thought I plunged into that dire Abyss Which is Oblivion, the house of Death. I thought there ...
NEVERMORE Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore Of the mere, or lies ...
boss i wentand interviewed the mummyof the egyptian pharaohin the metropolitan museumas you bade me to dowhat homy regal leatherfacesays ...
Oh, for a drink, to-night,Mixed by some god of might,A draught of strange device,Though of exorbitant price,To give this tortured ...
'Twas but a dream; a fond and foolish dream; The calenture of a delirious brain,Whose fever thirst creates the rushing ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
She is large and matronly And rather dirty, A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it. Though ...
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