I had not tried the wine that ancients made (Osip Emilevich Mandelstam Poems)
I had not tried the wine that ancients made,And had not heard of Ossian's old tune;So why, on earth, I ...
I had not tried the wine that ancients made,And had not heard of Ossian's old tune;So why, on earth, I ...
A SCOTS PASTORAL INSCRIBED TO JOHN WILKES, ESQ. Nos patriam fugimus.--VIRGIL.When Cupid first instructs his darts to flyFrom the sly ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
OR SKETCHES OF HIGHLAND SCENERY AND MANNERS: WITH SOME REFLECTIONS ON EMIGRATION. WRITTEN DURING THE AUTHOR'S RECOVERY FROM A LONG ...
O jours de mon printemps, jours couronn?s de rose, A votre fuite en vain un long regret s'oppose, Beaux jours, ...
Some of my friends (for friends I must suppose All, who, not daring to appear my foes, Feign great ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
POPE'S ODYSSEY. OH ! lay me by yon peaceful streamThat glides away so softly slow,Where boughs exclude the noon-day beam,And ...
The little village sleeps to-day,Save but for children at their play.The white clouds show their snowy breastAbove Glen-Aylmer's grassy crest.And ...
WHEN FINGAL dwelt in windy halls,As mournful OSSIAN tells,Midst lofty Selma's shaded wallsHe spread the feast of shells.Each tuneful bard ...
To the Spirit of her Lover, Which, in the phrenzy occasioned by his loss, sheimagined to pursue continually her footsteps. ...
From the indigo straits to Ossian's seas, on pink and orange sands washed by the vinous sky, crystal boulevards have ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
With Homer you conversed alone for days and nights, Our waiting hours were passing slowly, And shining you came down ...
Oh! beautiful Oban with your lovely bay, Your surroundings are magnificent on a fine summer-day; There the lover of the ...
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