The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Resembles Life what once was held of Light, Too ample in itself for human sight ? An absolute Self--an element ...
As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain Where native Otter sports his scanty stream, Musing in torpid woe a ...
Forth went the candid man And spoke freely to the wind -- When he looked about him he was in ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Nothing grows except the grass. Nothing leaps into sight except some stone and what the stone contains and protects. Here, ...
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
I love the silent hour of night, For blissful dreams may then arise, Revealing to my charmed sight What may ...
O God! if this indeed be all That Life can show to me; If on my aching brow may fall ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
I was but what you'd brush with your palm, what your leaning brow would hunch to in evening's raven-black hush. ...
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
THERE'S no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping A remembrance in ...
The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Always for the first time Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
Mirrors are not more silent nor the creeping dawn more secretive; in the moonlight, you are that panther we catch ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
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