To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, ...
Never any more, While I live, Need I hope to see his face As before. Once his love grown chill, ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
All June I bound the rose in sheaves. Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves And strew them where ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
This little bag I hope will prove To be not vainly made-- For, if you should a needle want It ...
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
HERE'S to thy health, my bonie lass, Gude nicht and joy be wi' thee; I'll come nae mair to thy ...
INSTEAD of a Song, boy's, I'll give you a Toast; Here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
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