The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
To view his stately Walks and Groves, A Man of Pow'r and Place Was hast'ning on; but as he roves, ...
How gayly is at first begun Our Life's uncertain Race! Whilst yet that sprightly Morning Sun, With which we just ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Is not Love here as 'tis in other climes, And differeth it, as do the several nations? Or hath it ...
Because finally the personal is all that matters, we spend years describing stones, chairs, abandoned farmhouses- until we're ready. Always ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
Oh, how I love Humanity, With love so pure and pringlish, And how I hate the horrid French, Who never ...
Looking to the sea, it is a line of unbroken mountains. It is the sky. It is the ground. There ...
I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with ...
They are both old Boireann and her she wants to remain in the car hunched regarding the other through the ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Was ever a maiden so worried? I'll admit I am partial to Jim, For Jimmie has promised to wed me ...
The Man that hath great griefs I pity not; 'Tis something to be great In any wise, and hint the ...
Why, Pigot, complain of this damsel's disdain, Why thus in despair do you fret? For months you may try, yet, ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
Over the fence, the dead settle in for a journey. Nine o'clock. You are alone for the first time today. ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring ...
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