Epilogue to Schiller’s Song of the Bell (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
To this city joy reveal it! Peace as its first signal peal it! (Song of the Bell—concluding lines.)AND so it proved! The ...
To this city joy reveal it! Peace as its first signal peal it! (Song of the Bell—concluding lines.)AND so it proved! The ...
It is narrated that one of the kings of Persia had stretched forthhis tyrannical hand to the possessions of his ...
Robecq had straw and a comfortable tavernThere men might their sinews feel slowly recoveringFrom the march-strain and there was Autumn's ...
EUGENIOTOEMMA,ON HER RETURN FROM THE EAST-INDIE APRIL 15, 1781. START not, dear EMMA ...
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
HAPPY the land, round which the ocean flows,Whose ebbing waves its fertile soil compose.The shepherd fearless leads his flocks to ...
O ponder well, ye serving Maids, The doleful Tale I sing: Learn how disastrous 'tis to wear Too high your ...
And—'Yonder look! yoho! yoho! Nancy is off!' the farmer cried, Advancing by the river side, Red-kerchieft and brown-coated;—'So, My girl, ...
The month was June, the day was hot,And Philip had an orange got,The fruit was fragrant, tempting, bright,Refreshing to the ...
By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'dWho takes the well wrought Arras for a shadeThere hopes to pearch and with ...
I have started to say "A quarter of a century" Or "thirty years back" About my own life. It makes ...
A prayer for the continent that there would be springs in Africa that the land would know waters rising from ...
By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'd Who takes the well wrought Arras for a shade There hopes to pearch ...
My work, I'm very careful about it, and I love it. But today I'm discouraged by how slowly it's going. ...
Melancholy assaulting, and hope prevailing. To God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad ...
I Around me the images of thirty years: An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side; Casement upon trial, half hidden by ...
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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