The Old Weathercock: An Idyll (Eduard Morike Poems)
At Cleversulzbach in the Underland A hundred and thirteen years did I stand Up on the tower in wind and ...
At Cleversulzbach in the Underland A hundred and thirteen years did I stand Up on the tower in wind and ...
Thou art a radiant and imperial star,Planet! whose silver crest beams bright, afarUpon the edge of yonder eastern hill,That, nightlike, ...
I Thus, ever, towards the azure nightWhere there quivers a topaz sea,Will function in your evening lightThe Lilies, those clysters ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife,Upon my word I do not heed 'em; ...
When I was broke in London in the fall of '89, I chanced to spy in Oxford Street this tantalizing ...
Mr. Pericles, M.P., In four-sixty-nine B.C.,Outed Cimon at a general election; Premier Cimon, thuswise ex-ed, Was quite naturally vexed,And ...
There lived in ancient Scribbletown a wise old writer-man, Whose name was Homer Cicero Demosthenes McCann. He'd written treatises and ...
I I have lived with shades so long, And talked to them so oft, Since forth from cot and croft ...
wandering around milan my father i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you i walk and think - my ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl -- I read that Foreign Lady -- The Dark -- ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
Would 'any woman' find me difficult to live with? My tastes are simple: space for several thousand books, The smoke ...
To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
In youth when oft my muse was dumb, My fancy nighly dead, To make my inspiration come I stood upon ...
Like prim Professor of a College I primed my shelves with books of knowledge; And now I stand before them ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
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