Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
WILLIE WASTLE dwalt on Tweed, The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie; Willie was a wabster gude, Could stown a clue ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Under her dark veil she wrung her hands. "Why are you so pale today?" "Because I made him drink of ...
I wrung my hands under my dark veil. . . "Why are you pale, what makes you reckless?" -- Because ...
There is a street where they sell only red meat And there is a street where they sell only clothes ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
The woman singeth at her spinning-wheel A pleasant chant, ballad or barcarole; She thinketh of her song, upon the whole, ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
1. Urizen explor'd his dens Mountain, moor, & wilderness, With a globe of fire lighting his journey A fearful journey, ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
I read last Saturday in the redwoods outside of Santa Cruz and I was about 3/4's finished when I heard ...
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
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