The Dance To Death. Act V (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in Susskind's House. LIEBHAID, CLAIRE, REUBEN.LIEBHAID.The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.Look forth, Claire; moves ...
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in Susskind's House. LIEBHAID, CLAIRE, REUBEN.LIEBHAID.The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.Look forth, Claire; moves ...
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra's sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals ...
Once on a time there was a fagot-maker, And he had seven sons. Who could be aught but ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
Onward he passed, Exceeding sorrowful, seeing how men Fear so to die they are afraid to fear, ...
But in her Temple's last recess inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtains round with ...
WAINAVOINEN'S LAMENTATION.Far and wide the tidings travelled,Far away men heard the storyOf the flight and death of Aino,Sister dear of ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch ...
Through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry,Under the conceiving moon, on the high chalk hill,And there this night ...
Deep in the heart of the jungle, Close to the white man's grave,Where the goldfish have beards that stick out ...
The face of the precipice is black with lovers;The sun above them is a bag of nails; the spring'sFirst rivers ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
Not fleeing from the Pharaoh roasting the lamb whole blood on the doorframes the birth of our people sitting around ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
A woman prepared a mouse for her husband's dinner, roasting it with a blueberry in its mouth. At table he ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
Singing larks I saw for sale - (Ah! the pain of it) Plucked and ready to impale On a roasting ...
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