Burial (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
To the grave one day from a house they boreA maiden;To the window the citizens went to explore;In splendour they ...
To the grave one day from a house they boreA maiden;To the window the citizens went to explore;In splendour they ...
A TALE OF THE TAURIDE.Mute sat Giray, with downcast eye, As though some spell in sorrow bound him,His slavish courtiers ...
THE VICAR.WHERE ends our chancel in a vaulted space,Sleep the departed Vicars of the place;Of most, all mention, memory, thought ...
Scene I.The great Hall of Wynhavod House. The walls hung with old portraits, arms, trophies of the chase, and a ...
Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.I loved light ever, light in eye and brain-No tapers mirrored in ...
CLARICE awoke next morning with the sense That something she had found, and something lost; A little pain she felt, ...
When Champlain with his faithful band Came o'er the stormy waveTo dwell within this lonely land, Their hearts were blithe ...
My tale to-night is full of woe,I would that it were one of gladness;I would not thrill your hearts, you ...
OF all the sweetest could there beAnother who could seem so fair,Another who could charm despairInto sweet realms of fantasy,Another ...
BRAVE Nelson 's successor in naval command,The first in the rank of those heroes must stand,Who are now to pass ...
To the grave one day from a house they bore A maiden; To the window the citizens went to explore; ...
Our father, in heaven, our brother our holy brother, a saint before us giving us an example, a humble life ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain -- 'Tis Pain's Successor -- When the Soul Has ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
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