The Wife Of Bath Her Tale (John Henry Dryden Poems)
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
Welcome, rain or tempestFrom yon airy powers,We have languished for themMany sultry hours,And earth is sick and wan, and pines ...
Would you like to be a bakerLeper of flowers at the singing dawnThe belly round under the peel and to ...
The idiot greens the meadow with his eyes,The meadow creeps implacable and still;A dog barks, the hammock swings, he lies.One ...
There is no inn in Snowdon which is not awful dear,Excepting Pen-y-gwrydd (you can't pronounce it, dear),Which standeth in the ...
It sifts from Leaden Sieves -- It powders all the Wood. It fills with Alabaster Wool The Wrinkles of the ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
There were faces to remember in the Valley of the Shadow, There were faces unregarded, there were faces to forget; ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
We crossed to the other side, the burgee of the boat ceased flapping and lagged behind like a dead wing. ...
When the moon was full they came to the water. some with pitchforks, some with rakes, some with sieves and ...
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