Stromliederen (Margot Vos Poems)
IZie, de luchten waaien tot een duister ruimEn de wind wordt vrijheer van den vloedEn de bladers dansen op z'n ...
IZie, de luchten waaien tot een duister ruimEn de wind wordt vrijheer van den vloedEn de bladers dansen op z'n ...
O, hits time fur de plantin' ur de co'n; De groun' am wa'm, de furrers made — ("Caw! caw!" de black crow ...
Bring out my bawnjer, Susan, and Rastus shek de fiah,De coons am all flockin' in, ur Daddy am ur liah.Hyuh's ...
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
Shet up dat noise, you chillen! Dar's some one at de do'.Dribe out dem dogs; you 'Rastus, tek Linkum off ...
Per melhs cobrir lo mal pes e.l cossirechan e deport et ai joi e solatz;e fatz esfortz car sai chantar ...
Ov all the birds upon the wingBetween the zunny showers o' spring,-Vor all the lark, a-swingen high,Mid zing below a ...
A HAPPY day at Whitsuntide,As soon 's the zun begun to vall,We all stroll'd up the steep hill-zideTo Meldon, gret ...
Het belken klept de kerstenrijUit held're verten naderbij....Aan 't altaar is 't zoo vroom en stilBij 't kindeke en de ...
To the Memory of Ren(Millicent Sutherland)
Flying lights, flying lights,I pledge you a cup of wine.I do not know if the blue heavens are high,The yellow ...
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
Non es meravelha s'eu chanmelhs de nul autre chantador,que plus me tra.l cors vas amorel melhs sui faihz a so ...
Raadsel van 't Oogenblik! Met mijne heete handen op 't wit papier, zoo ...
De rozen glanzen in de maan En onderdoor een donk'ren boomWaar glimp-geschijn in schilfert, Zie ik de verre bergen staan ...
Isola Madre, waar uw geel kasteelMet blinde ramen hoog in zuid-zon gloeide,Was 't dat de bark aan rots'ge trappen roeide ...
E cuntente m' aiute e nun mi stanche di sciabbu? cch' i d?cete, nda ll' arie, a tarantelle. I m?ne, ...
Schl?frig singt der K?ster vor, Schl?frig singt auch die Gemeinde. Auf der Kanzel der Pastor Betet still f?r seine Feinde. ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
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