The End (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
If I could have put you in my heart, If but I could have wrapped you in myself, How glad ...
If I could have put you in my heart, If but I could have wrapped you in myself, How glad ...
Sometimes the poem doesn't want to come; it hides from the poet like a playful cat who has run under ...
HER griefs were the hours When my struggle was sore,-- Her joys were the powers That the climber upbore. Her ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
URANIA, whom the Town admires, Whose Wit and Beauty share our Praise; This fair URANIA who inspires A thousand Joys ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
And thou wert sad-yet I was not with thee! And thou wert sick, and yet I was not near; Methought ...
When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray- And hope but shed a dying spark ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
An Old Story I It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad. The ...
No more with overflowing light Shall fill the eyes that now are faded, Nor shall another's fringe with night Their ...
Alas! the people now do sigh and moan For the loss of Wm. Ewart Gladstone, Who was a very great ...
There was a rich old gentleman Lived on a lonely moor in Switzerland, And he was very hard to the ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown'd, Gods Reconcil'd Decree, ...
VIII Captain or Colonel, or Knight in Arms, Whose chance on these defenceless dores may sease, If ever deed of ...
Captain, or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did ...
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