Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (Michael Drayton Poems)
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
IThe bland many-eyed wallsof skyscrapers and the modestin-between brownstone housesshall not bruise the thrust of his rapier spiritrather the artist ...
The story of King Arthur old is very memorable,The number of his valiant knights, and roundness of his Table.The knights ...
WHO at the court of Astolf, the great King,King of a realm of firs, and icy floes,Cold bright fiords, and ...
The spring sun flashes a rapier thrust Through the dingy school-house pane,A shining scimitar, free from rust,That cuts the cloud of ...
IAt length arrived, your book I takeTo read in for the author's sake;Too gray for new sensations grown,Can charm to ...
MADE in Toledo, town of Spain ;Never a notch on its edge, nor stainOn its slender body, supple as cane.Straight ...
Neere to the place where Nilus channels runne, There stood a town by loue long since vndone For ...
THE SPAGNOLETTO.DRAMATIS PERSONAE.DON JOHN of AUSTRIA.JOSEF RIBERA, the Spagnoletto.LORENZO, noble young Italian artist, pupil of Ribera.DON TOMMASO MANZANO.LUCA, servant to ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
On All Souls' Night the dead walk on Kingston Bridge. — Old Legend.On Kingston Bridge the starlight shoneThrough hurrying mists ...
You say we bushmen cannot love-Our lives are too prosaic: henceWe lose or lack that finer senseThat raises some few ...
There was a moment when of you A splendid hope I had to tell,Believing "Here is one man who ...
Have at you, you Devils! My back's to this tree, For you're nothing so nice That the hind-side of me ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world, Where the wind has the cut ...
The sky is like an envelope, One of those blue official things; And, sealing it, to mock our hope, The ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
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