The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
There is a tide in men's affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
A Soliloquy at Stand-to in the TrenchesBefore I saw the trenchesI was a strict T.T.,The pledge I'd took,The water brookWas ...
I abhor the shame, the shudder of the pastWhen everything was more than being and nothing else.When each moment unmoved, ...
O why should Old Lang SignA compliment to me(If it indeed is mine),And filch my final b?To him, as to ...
A soliloquy on the meaning, the placement the position of the Book of Ruth, a monologue on the transition, the ...
And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy. ______________________ You ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
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