The Hind And The Panther, A Poem In Three Parts : Part I. (John Henry Dryden Poems)
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
SCENE I. AURANTHE'S Apartment.AURANTHE and CONRAD discovered.Conrad. Well, well, I know what ugly jeopardyWe are cag'd in; you need not ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold unionShown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd;any a name ...
I come, blood on blood,like the sea, wave on wave.I have a soul the colour of poppies.The luckless poppy is ...
Would you seeThe dark form of the sunThe contours of lifeOr be truly dazzledBy the fire that fuses allThe flame ...
Arise to birth with me, my brother.Give me your hand out of the depthssown by your sorrows.You will not return ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
On an evening, for example, when the naive tourist has retired from our economic horrors, a master's hand awakens the ...
KIND old memory, softly stealing,Come and soothe our vacant hours,All the rugged past concealingIn thy drapery of flowers.Gentle memory, brood ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
Rounding the corner under the azure sky the space aglow under the thinning maple a yellow canopy rising, held in ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
That civilisation may not sink, Its great battle lost, Quiet the dog, tether the pony To a distant post; Our ...
Leeds this silent solemn Sunday Tempest Road is clear of all But wistful birds, parked cars And vagrant trees. The ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
Man stomping over my bed in boots carrying a large bronze church bell which you occasionally drop: gross man with ...
I tell you that I see her still At the dark entrance of the hall. One gas lamp burning near ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories