Sonnet CCLXXVII: “If any comfort lies within this zone” (George Henry Boker Poems)
If any comfort lies within the zone Of ruddy gold that round thy finger clings; If from the ruby's steady ...
If any comfort lies within the zone Of ruddy gold that round thy finger clings; If from the ruby's steady ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,O Priestess in the vaults of Death,O sweet and bitter in a breath,What whispers from thy lying ...
1896 Mine was the woman to me, darkling I found her: Haling her dumb from the camp, held her and ...
And the priestess spoke again and said: "Speak to us of Reason and Passion." And he answered saying: Your soul ...
Then a priestess said, "Speak to us of Prayer." And he answered, saying: You pray in your distress and in ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship, O Priestess in the vaults of Death, O sweet and bitter in a breath, What whispers ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship, O Priestess in the vaults of Death, O sweet and bitter in a breath, What whispers ...
Mirth the halls of Troy was filling, Ere its lofty ramparts fell; From the golden lute so thrilling Hymns of ...
See you the towers, that, gray and old, Frown through the sunlight's liquid gold, Steep sternly fronting steep? The Hellespont ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
AT dusk the window panes grew grey; The wet world vanished in the gloom; The dim and silver end of ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
CAPRICIOUS foe to human joy, Still varying with the fleeting day; With thee the purest raptures cloy, The fairest prospects ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
Husbands are things that wives have to get used to putting up with. And with whom they breakfast with and ...
UNWILLING priestess in thy cruel fane, Long hast thou held me, pitiless god of Pain, Bound to thy worship by ...
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