Love and Folly (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Love's worshippers alone can know The thousand mysteries that are his; His blazing torch, his twanging bow, His blooming age ...
Love's worshippers alone can know The thousand mysteries that are his; His blazing torch, his twanging bow, His blooming age ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
The last pose flickered, failed. The screen's dead white Glared in a sudden flooding of harsh light Stabbing the eyes; ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Lord Finchley tried to mend the Electric Light Himself. It struck him dead: And serve him right! It is the ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
The glories of the world struck me, made me aria, once. â?"What happen then, Mr Bones? if be you cares ...
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
I. She should never have looked at me If she meant I should not love her! There are plenty ... ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child, when thou hast done with ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
I Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
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