The Little Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold.Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold.To this the god of love ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold.Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold.To this the god of love ...
Dedicated to the Memory of the Late Countess of Abingdon.As when some great and gracious monarch dies,Soft whispers first and ...
Oh! did you observe the Black Canon pass,And did you observe his frown?He goeth to say the midnight mass,In holy ...
The western gale,Mild as the kisses of connubial love,Plays round my languid limbs, as all dissolved,Beneath the ancient elm's fantastic ...
The Abbot on the threshold stood,And in his hand the holy rood:Then, cloaking hate with fiery zeal,Proud Lorn first answered ...
As when a beauteous nymph decays,We say she's past her dancing days;So poets lose their feet by time,And can no ...
I have a longing to be free; The soul that in me hides Its mouldering fires, unwillingly Its day of liberation bides. Clouds, that ...
Maybe, in my previous a-being,I've cut the throats of my Mom and Dad,If in this one - Lord of all ...
Look how the lark soars upward and is gone,Turning a spirit as he nears the sky!His voice is heard, but ...
Rome has fallen, ye see it lyingHeaped in undistinguished ruin:Nature is alone undying. (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Weep for the martyr! Strew his bierWith the last roses of the year;Shadow the land with sables; knellThe harsh-tongued, melancholy ...
68Ambition cannot find him.Affection doesn't knowHow many leagues of nowhereLie between them now.Yesterday, undistinguished!Eminent TodayFor our mutual hone, Immortality!(Emily Dickinson)
With eyes that are narrowed to pierce To the awful horizons of land, Through the blaze of hot days, and ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn't know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now. Yesterday, undistinguished! Eminent Today ...
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
I Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
I. Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
Nothing, thou elder brother even to shade, That hadst a being ere the world was made, And (well fixed) art ...
CLOWNS DYINGFIVE circus clowns dying this year, morning newspapers told their lives, how each one horizontal in a last gesture ...
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