The Lay Of Marie – Canto Third (Matilda Betham Poems)
"Careless alike who went or came, I seldom ask'd the stranger's name, When such a being came in view As eagerly the question ...
"Careless alike who went or came, I seldom ask'd the stranger's name, When such a being came in view As eagerly the question ...
ARGUMENTZerbino for Gabrina, who a heartOf asp appears to bear, contends. O'erthrown,The Fleming falls upon the other part,Through cause of ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
The land of Avia, lovely is the scene,Clothed every evening in a silvery sheen;The rippling brook and birds make music ...
Underneath protected branches, from the highway just aloof;Stands the house of Grand'ther Baldwin, with its gently sloping roof.Square of shape ...
Love I have served, for such length of timeIf I forsake Him no man should blame me,Now I go, and ...
Unhappy craft of Daedalus reborn,That liest prone with white wings torn,And, like some giant prehistoric bird, with throb-bing soundDoest beat ...
Each day I go further into the woods.They fall before me like a roadWithout stars, and without a curve.It goes ...
BOOK IV.So did that youth choose Duty before Love:And so determination drove awayThe doubts that held him with ungainly checkWavering—for ...
NEXT, to a graver tribe we turn our view,And yield the praise to worth and science due,But this with serious ...
Bright burn, that flings itself or flows Among the blooming ...
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'.Have you sometimes, calm, silent, let your tread aspirant riseUp to the mountain's summit, in the presence ...
Red is the color of blood, and I will seek it: I have sought it in the grass. It is ...
Here we broached the Christmas barrel, Pushed up the charred log-ends; Here we sang the Christmas carol, And called in ...
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
THE indications, and tally of time; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
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