Jealousy (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
O LUVE will venture in where it daur na weel be seen, O luve will venture in where wisdom ance ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
I reached up into the top of the closet and took out a pair of blue panties and showed them ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
HUMID seal of soft affections, Tenderest pledge of future bliss, Dearest tie of young connections, Love's first snowdrop, virgin kiss! ...
ALL hail! inexorable lord! At whose destruction-breathing word, The mightiest empires fall! Thy cruel, woe-delighted train, The ministers of grief ...
ADIEU! a heart-warm fond adieu; Dear brothers of the mystic tie! Ye favourèd, enlighten'd few, Companions of my social joy; ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
XIX The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise; I barter curl for curl upon that mart, And from my poet's forehead ...
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