How pleasant to know Mr. Lear (Edward Lear Poem)
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear, Who has written such volumes of stuff. Some think him ill-tempered and queer, But ...
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear, Who has written such volumes of stuff. Some think him ill-tempered and queer, But ...
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
it's 1962 March 28th I'm sitting by the window on the Prague-Berlin train night is falling I never knew I ...
He enters, and mute on the edge of a chair Sits a thin-faced lady, a stranger there, A type of ...
From me, my Dear, O seek not to receive What e'en deep-read Experience cannot give. We may, indeed, from the ...
I feel no small reluctance in venturing to give to the public a work of the character of that indicated ...
I have taken advantage of the publication of a Second Edition of my translation of the Poems of Goethe (originally ...
Drinking my tea Without sugar- No difference. The sparrow shits upside down --ah! my brain & eggs Mayan head in ...
"Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative..." I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on ...
Oh in this morning waking, knowing the good Lord has kept me wrapped in his loving arms Just where I ...
Wondering what they must have felt when they heard his answer not really responding as they had thought when they ...
His ears needing assistance his eyes struggle some too his legs ache so But the firmness of his handshake something ...
In roaring thunder the crash of ocean waves God speaks in volumes January 30, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
When I was born, From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice, Saying, This be thy portion, child; ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
My Fair, if thou wilt register my love, A world of volumes shall thereof arise; Preserve my tears, and thou ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
THINE be the volumes, Jessy fair, And with them take the Poet's prayer, That Fate may, in her fairest page, ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
XXI Cyriac, whose grandsire on the royal bench Of British Themis, with no mean applause Pronounced and in his volumes ...
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