The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Omar Khayyam Poem)
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Dear Condor: Much thanks for that telephonic support from North Carolina when I suddenly went ape in the Iowa tulips. ...
How soon doth man decay! When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets To swaddle infants, whose young breath ...
Commanded, appointed, to bear fruit to bear lasting fruit love, abiding in him in the Father, in the vine loving ...
The men who have led the nation through the years and struggles, the hope and promise within the dream that ...
It all starts with the quality, the density, the size of the snow bank. True now, true forty years ago; ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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 ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
O all ye exorcizers come and exorcize now, and ye clergymen draw nigh and clerge, For I wish to be ...
I Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . . Wearied we keep awake ...
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
I. The storm that snapped our fate's one ship in twain Hath blown my half o' the wreck from thine ...
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