The Island: Canto IV. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
'NO, you can't count me in, boys; I'm off it-I'm jack of them practical jokes;They give neither pleasure nor profit,And ...
The morning broke with streams of welcome rain,Such as the two preceding ones had brought.Rain, that in tropic climes means ...
Sad solitary Thought, who keep'st thy vigils.Thy solemn vigils, in the sick man's mind;Communing lonely with his sinking soul,And musing ...
THE MAIDENI gazed on a beautiful girl, How bright were the tints on her cheek!How brilliant the light in her eyes!— Her ...
Oh lapping waves!—oh gnawing waves!— That rest not day nor night,— I hear ye when the lightIs dim and awful in your ...
Bursts from a rending East in flawsThe young green leaflet's harrier, swornTo strew the garden, strip the shaws,And show our ...
When before those eyes, my life and light,my beauty and fortune in the world, I stand,the style, speech, passion, genius ...
from late december onwards the day comes back but not till february do we see those glimpses that let us ...
See joy all around resting in the lord singing praises to the one who made the earth to our God ...
So much of our troubles the defining term, instantly, wanting it now, more, more, ever more things, gadgets, ways of ...
as we prosper in the ways of the earth we gather a burden of things sapping joy from our lives ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
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