Of The Nature Of Things: Book IV – Part 02 – Existence And Character Of The Images (Lucretius Poems)
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
Dear M---- By way of saving time,I'll do this letter up in rhyme,Whose slim stream through four pages flowsEre one is ...
In sky and wave the white clouds swam,And the blue hills of NottinghamThrough gaps of leafy greenAcross the lake were ...
A day of seeming innocence,A glorious sun and sky,And, just above my picket fence,Black Bonnet passing by.In knitted gloves and ...
Within a home for captive beastsWhose world had dwindled to a cage,I noted in their mournful eyesSuch resignation, fear, and ...
Comrades! the end of the world's at hand! Our round earth planet? Ah, no;The planet shall roll, and the great sun ...
Like bodiless water passing in a sigh,Thro' palsied streets the fatal shadows flow,And in their sharp disastrous undertowSuck in the ...
With eager search to dart the soul,Curiously vain, from pole to pole,And from the planets' wandering spheresTo extort the number ...
I've crawled; I've eaten dirt; I've lied a treat;I've dodged the cops an' led a double life;I've readied up wild ...
Beside Missouri's swelling wavesAn Indian maiden knelt,And gazed across the shadowed stream,And through the forest's belt;And while the leaves about ...
LACK-LUSTRE eye, and idle wing, And smirch?d breast that skims no more, White as the foam itself, the wave-- Hast ...
It's all very well,Said the Bell,To be the big Organ below!But the folk come and go,Said the Bell,And you never ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
This fell when dinner-time was done -- 'Twixt the first an' the second rub -- That oor mon Jock cam' ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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