A Grammarian’s Funeral (Robert Browning Poems)
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
The city is closing for the night. Stores draw their blinds one by one, and it's dark again, save for ...
I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That's like a heart ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
O LEAVE novels, 1 ye Mauchline belles, Ye're safer at your spinning-wheel; Such witching books are baited hooks For rakish ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae famed in martial ...
What was he doing, the great god Pan, Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
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