Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I. Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far. God must judge the couple: leave them as ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
O LUVE will venture in where it daur na weel be seen, O luve will venture in where wisdom ance ...
Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back. A little circus horse with ...
We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
young girl with her south china sea eyes where an ocean wind sighs stands as she tries. in the silence ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
I Like a gondola of green scented fruits Drifting along the dark canals of Venice, You, O exquisite one, Have ...
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there, a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm ...
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
And I grew up in patterned tranquillity, In the cool nursery of the young century. And the voice of man ...
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