The Young Friar (Alfred Noyes Poems)
When leaves broke out on the wild briar, And bells for matins rung,Sorrow came to the old friar ...
When leaves broke out on the wild briar, And bells for matins rung,Sorrow came to the old friar ...
HUSH , see you not my true love sleeps,Oh! cease that noisy bell:For see you not how much my loveDoth ...
Yesterday I went into the flower shop and I ask-a the man,'How mooch you want for-a one red-a rose in ...
NIGHTLY I watch the moon with silvery sheen Flaking the city house-tops, till I feel ...
(Seing an attempt to write it as Tom Daly might do) GIUSEPPE TOMASSI ees stylisha chap, He wear da white ...
E GIOVINE il signore,Ed ama molte cose,-I canti, le rose,La forza e l'amore.Quel che pi? vuoleAncor non osa:Ahi pi? che ...
Alpe di Luni, e dove son le statue?I miei spirti d?sian perpetuarsioggi sul cielo in grandi simulacri.O antichi marmi in ...
AD PYRRHAMHorace: Book I, Ode 5._"Quis multa gracilis te puer in rosa"_What lady-like youth in his wild aberrations Is putting ...
CON manto d'oro, collana, ed anelli,Le piace aver con quelliNon altro che una rosa ai suoi capelli.WITH golden mantle, rings, ...
Sobre el cielo de las margaritas ando. Yo imagino esta tarde que soy santo. Me pusieron la luna en las ...
Su luna de pergamino Preciosa tocando viene por un anfibio sendero de cristales y laureles. El silencio sin estrellas, huyendo ...
The bluff giving way to the endless rhythm of the tides the winds blowing roughly leaving the roots behind The ...
Hard to describe succulence surprising taste of the rosa rugosa plucking the hip scraping out the seeds bringing it to ...
God's hand upon us watching over us seeking only everything for good With us ever in good times or bad ...
God is love and Christ is love and he is the lamb the shepherd of our lives Understanding God through ...
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
Where are the dames I used to know In Dawson in the days of yore? Alas, it's fifty years ago, ...
Quis multa gracilis te puer in Rosa Rendred almost word for word without Rhyme according to the Latin Measure, as ...
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