A Pindaric Ode (Ben Jonson Poem)
THE TURN Brave infant of Saguntum, clear Thy coming forth in that great year, When the prodigious Hannibal did crown ...
THE TURN Brave infant of Saguntum, clear Thy coming forth in that great year, When the prodigious Hannibal did crown ...
to the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that noble pair, Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H. Morison IT is not ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
To nothing fitter can I thee compare Than to the son of some rich penny-father, Who, having now brought on ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Thin as a sheet his mother came to him during the screaming evenings after he did it, touched F.J.'s dead ...
BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot, No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot; Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest, ...
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks- about the time of ...
my insanity i waited and watched street wizard glass stone hip idealist smoking their bed time flower beads into sky ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules, I too have been a suitor. ...
In western fields of corn and northern timber lands, They talk about me, a saloon with a soul, The soft ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
TERRIFIC FIEND! thou Monster fell, Condemn'd in haunts profane to dwell, Why quit thy solitary Home, O'er wide Creation's paths ...
Love steals unheeded o'er the tranquil mind, As Summer breezes fan the sleeping main, Slow through each fibre creeps the ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
You too return, along with days gone, and flow again, my blue rivers, to carry on the songs of washerwomen, ...
1 On Hellespont, guilty of true love's blood, 2 In view and opposite two cities stood, 3 Sea-borderers, disjoin'd by ...
1 On Hellespont, guilty of true love's blood, 2 In view and opposite two cities stood, 3 Sea-borderers, disjoin'd by ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
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