The Deserted Village (Oliver Goldsmith Poem)
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our ...
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valleys As the Tiger ...
A still -- Volcano -- Life -- That flickered in the night -- When it was dark enough to do ...
A shady friend -- for Torrid days -- Is easier to find -- Than one of higher temperature For Frigid ...
The farthest Thunder that I heard Was nearer than the Sky And rumbles still, though torrid Noons Have lain their ...
The man whose term we would remember as our longest, constant serving Head of State, besides the late Sir Robert ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
It was called Farm Fantastic, a catchy phrase, and potentially a day's wasted sweat. Even after the event I can't ...
GIVE me more love or more disdain ; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain, ...
Give me more love or more disdain; The torrid, or the frozen zone, Bring equal ease unto my pain; The ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece, Diminutive, but room enough . . like clay To finger eager on ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
FAREWELL, old Scotia's bleak domains, Far dearer than the torrid plains, Where rich ananas blow! Farewell, a mother's blessing dear! ...
ONCE fondly lov'd, and still remember'd dear, Sweet early object of my youthful vows, Accept this mark of friendship, warm, ...
'TWAS to a small, up-country town, When we were boys at school, There came a circus with a clown, Likewise ...
On the Victory Obtained by Blake over the Spaniards in the Bay of Santa Cruz, in the Island of Tenerife, ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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