The Traveller; or, A Prospect of Society (Oliver Goldsmith Poems)
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
Weak-Winged is Song,Nor aims at that clear-ethered heightWhither the brave deed climbs for lightWe seem to do them wrong,Bringing our ...
SWEET scene, on me full often hast thou smil'd,And for a while my pressing cares beguil'd;In thee have I spent ...
I.PLACE. — A small alcove with dark curtains.The class consists of one member.SUBJECT. — Thomson's Mirror Galvanometer. The lamp-light falls on ...
Our Sary Emma is possessed ter be at somethin' queer;She's allers doin' loony things, unheard of fur and near.One time ...
DANCING! I love it, night or day:There's nought on earth so jolly,Whether you straightly glide with May,Or madly whirl with ...
YE cannot add by any pile ye raise,One jot or tittle to the statesman's fame;That the world knows; to the ...
It is made of finest linen-Sheer as wasp-wings;It is made with a flowing panelDown the front,All overrun with fagot-stitched bow-knotsHolding ...
"Give me some light!" cries Hamlet'suncle midway through the murderof Gonzago. "Light! Light!" cry scatteringcourtesans. Here, as in Denmark,it's dark ...
THEY'VE flowers and cakes and candle-light, And chair by crowded chair,And I am very sweet and kind, Because I do not care ...
Through all the moving thoroughfares And in the contending marts of trade; Within the babbling magazines and Even as I ...
Ben Bowyang spluttered with rage suppressed, "Hi, there!" And his brow was black,As two by two and three by three ...
The drunkard's sin, excess in wine, Which reason drowns, and health destroys,As yet no failing is of thine, Dear Jim; ...
This afternoon was the colour of water falling through sunlight; The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves; The sidewalks ...
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 ...
NEW-MOWN hay smell and wind of the plain made her a woman whose ribs had the power of the hills ...
I. EDWIN BOOTH An old actor at the Player's Club told me that Edwin Booth first impersonated Hamlet when a ...
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