milano (Rg Gregory Poem)
wandering around milan my father i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you i walk and think - my ...
wandering around milan my father i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you i walk and think - my ...
WHEN the vine again is blowing, Then the wine moves in the cask; When the rose again is glowing, Wherefore ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Have you ever heard the wind go "Yooooo"? 'T is a pitiful sound to hear! It seems to chill you ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
SINCE there 's no help, come let us kiss and part-- Nay, I have done, you get no more of ...
Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, ...
Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed, Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love, And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost prove Too subtle: Foole, thou ...
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried -- few -- express Reports When March is scarcely ...
When all the stars are sown Across the night-blue space, With the immense unknown, In silence face to face. We ...
The poet Phernazis is composing the important part of his epic poem. How Darius, son of Hystaspes, assumed the kingdom ...
To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream" My courtyard is small, windows idle, spring is getting old. Screens unrolled cast ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
YE holy tow'rs, that crown the azure deep, Still may ye shade the wave-worn rock sublime, Though, hurrying silent by, ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
O STAY, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
BY Allan stream I chanc'd to rove, While Phoebus sank beyond Benledi; The winds are whispering thro' the grove, The ...
The Saviour looked on Peter. Ay, no word, No gesture of reproach; the Heavens serene Though heavy with armed justice, ...
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