Crumble-Hall (Mary Leapor Poems)
When Friends or Fortune frown on Mira's Lay,Or gloomy Vapours hide the Lamp of Day;With low'ring Forehead, and with aching ...
When Friends or Fortune frown on Mira's Lay,Or gloomy Vapours hide the Lamp of Day;With low'ring Forehead, and with aching ...
Ne chasto li poverhnost' moryaVolnuet groznyh bur' prihod,I s valom val uzhasnyj sporya,Kremnistye brega tryaset!Ne chasto l' den' prelestnyj, yasnyj Skryvaet ...
Amaz'd we read of Nature's early ThroesHow the fair Heav'ns and pond'rous Earth arose:How blooming Trees unplanted first began;And Beasts ...
Itak, poet unylyj moj!Tot skoro chas primchitsya,Kogda tebe s rodnoj stranoj,S druz'yami dolzhno razluchit'sya;Letet' tuda, kuda vedetRuka sudeb neumolimyh;Tuda, gde ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses!In you let the minions of luxury rove;Restore me to the rocks, where ...
The raindrops fall.Thousands of raindropspatter down on the leaves of the foresthigh up on the mountain.The rain soaks into the ...
How much regret,In a dream last night?I wandered back to my hunting lodge,as in the past:The chariots ran on like ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
a prophet half brought down.from the crossa dangling martyr.since one hinge brokethe heavy medievel doorflangs on one hinge alone.one corner ...
When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain Like holy water falls upon the plain, 'Tis sweet to gaze ...
Saint Paul has said this mortal shall arise Freed from its grossness, palpable in form, Vital, organic, pulsing with a ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
God knows it, I am with you. If to prize Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few, But priz'd, ...
A maiden sat in teh sunset glow Of the shadowy, beautiful Long Ago, That we see through a mist of ...
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