Georgic 1 (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
SOBER September, robed in gray and dun,Smiled from the forest in half-pensive wise;A misty sweetness shone in her mild eyes,And ...
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
(_Erected on the Thames Embankment, 1878_).Thou reverend relic from a far-off clime,Of ancient days, triumphant over Time.Thou ocean traveller, brought ...
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
I'm the monarch of valley, and hill, and plain,And the king of this golden land.A continent broad is my vast ...
Gnarled acorn-oaks against a west Of copper, cavernous with fire;A wind of frost that gives no rest To such lean leaves as ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
A MysteryHis face was sad; some shadow must have hungAbove his soul; its folds, now falling dark,Now almost bright; but ...
The leaves dance, the leaves sing,The leaves dance in the breath of the Spring.I bid them dance,I bid them sing,For ...
Give me light, God irrefutable, Inexplicable architect of the universe, Creator of fate and recognition, Tempest of breath, central ability, ...
ION through the Libyan sand Rolls ever, mile on mile, League on long league, cleaving the rainless land, Fed ...
In good time, when I am ready, Wondrous schemes shall I unfold;But we must be cautious, steady, Cleaving to the ...
A rainless darkness drew o'er the lakeAs we lay in our boat with oars unshipped.It seemed neither cloud nor water ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
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