Georgic 1 (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
--BUT if the foe no more without presides,There is an inner chamber where it hides ;In that strong hold prepares ...
O Radiant Land! o'er whom the Sun's first dawningFell brightest when God said " Let there be Light;"'O'er whom the ...
What hast thou seen, with thy shining eye, Thou Needle, so subtle and keen?--"I have been in Paradise, stainless and fair.And ...
AGAINST the wooded hills it stands,Ghost of a dead home, staring throughIts broken lights on wasted landsWhere old-time harvests grew.Unploughed, ...
Dark fossil flower! I see thy leaves unrolled,With all thy lines of beauty freshly marked,As when the eye of Morn ...
AH, blessedness of work! the aimless mind,Left to pursue at will its fancies wild,Returns at length, like some play-wearied child,Unto ...
MY LIFE is bitter with thy love; thine eyesBlind me, thy tresses burn me, thy sharp sighsDivide my flesh and ...
1 BLESSED was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
I.WHO hath known the ways of time Or trodden behind his feet? There is no such ...
(GLOZE ROYAL) _The surges sing in ceaseless monotone The songs and sagas of the long-ago; Many and mournful are ...
The wild geese fly the bushy oaks around, With clamor loud. _Suh-suh_ their wings resound, As for their feet poor ...
I have a tree, a graft of Love,That in my heart has taken root;Sad are the buds and blooms thereof,And ...
There came a whisper in the night,A little cry across the years;And I who heard, in deep affright,Awakened with unnumbered ...
Now far from my old northern land,I live where gentle winters pass;Where green seas lave a wealthy strand,And unsown is ...
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
They put Us far apart -- As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula -- We signified "These see" -- ...
ONE night we were together, you and I, And had unsown Assyria for a lair, Before the walls of Babylon ...
Move him into the sun -- Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it ...
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