Song: One Hard Look (Robert Graves Poems)
Small gnats that flyIn hot JulyAnd lodge in sleeping ears,Can rouse thereinA trumpet's dinWith Day-of-Judgement fears.Small mice at nightCan wake ...
Small gnats that flyIn hot JulyAnd lodge in sleeping ears,Can rouse thereinA trumpet's dinWith Day-of-Judgement fears.Small mice at nightCan wake ...
Amid the tempest, wild and dark, Upon Life's troubled sea;One only star illumes the scene, With heavenly brilliancy.Oh! sweetly o'er the howling ...
Why, Harry, what ails you? why look you so sad?To think and ne'er drink will make you stark mad.'Tis the ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
THE DUST of a thousand roads, the greaseAnd grime of slums, were on his face;The fangs of hunger and diseaseUpon ...
An old song made by an aged old pate,Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a greate estate,That kept a ...
To cheer the Prince, his aged friendHis pleasing converse loves to lend;And, as his lips events relate,AMANTOR asks ...
The pale young man he comes to me, An' chats me good an' fair;"The langwidge that you use," ses he, ...
A house of unimagined beautyIs set in parkland, cool and dark;Gates with an arch; then meadows, hillocks,And oats and woods ...
See where yon spacious structure meets the eye!When, wing'd with zeal, intent on mortals' good,Fair Charity, first offspring of the ...
DIVINELY varied are the forms of speech,Grand are the uses that to words belong,To win, to awe, to sooth, command, ...
HORNS to bulls wise Nature lends;Horses she with hoofs defends;Hares with nimble feet relieves;Dreadful teeth to lions gives;Fishes learn through ...
Undue Significance a starving man attaches To Food -- Far off -- He sighs -- and therefore -- Hopeless -- ...
We shall not always plant while others reap The golden increment of bursting fruit, Not always countenance, abject and mute, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
Naked she lay, clasped in my longing arms, I filled with love, and she all over charms; Both equally inspired ...
Little Ann and her mother were walking one day Through London's wide city so fair, And business obliged them to ...
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