The Heroic Enthusiasts: Part 2: Fifth Dialogue (Giordano Bruno Poems)
_Interlocutors_:LAODOMIA. GIULIA.LAO. Some other time, oh my sister, thou wilt hear what happened tothose nine blind men, who were at ...
_Interlocutors_:LAODOMIA. GIULIA.LAO. Some other time, oh my sister, thou wilt hear what happened tothose nine blind men, who were at ...
O might I leave this grassy placeFor spreading foam about my feet!The splendid spray upon my face,The flying brine itself ...
Morn! and a white sail wingingOver the sunlit waves;A song on the breezes ringingUp from the coral cavesWhere sea-nymphs, white ...
Blossoms bloomingYet making no seed areThe sea-god'sGarlandedWhitecaps offshore. (Ono no Komachi)
THE BREWING OF BEER.Now we sing the wondrous legends,Songs of wedding-feasts and dances,Sing the melodies of wedlock,Sing the songs of ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
Murmurings from within Were heard, sonorous cadences, whereby To his belief the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. ...
O leave the labouring roadways of the town,The shifting faces and the changeful hueOf markets, and broad echoing streets that ...
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make, Of all that strong divineness which I know For thine and thee, ...
"The Mother Hive"-- Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make, Of all that strong divineness which I know For thine and thee, ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
VERSE I In a famed town of Caledonia's land, A prosperous port contiguous to the strand, A monarch feasted in ...
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the ...
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