The Poem Of Antar (Antar Poems)
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
As I sat in the Caf? I said to myself,They may talk as they please about what they call pelf,They ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
Name of my heroine, simply "Rose;"Surname, tolerable only in prose;Habitat, Paris,--that is whereShe resided for change of air;Aetat twenty; complexion ...
Now the Wobble went out on the roaring tide,With a dry dog trotting along by its side;Went over the sea ...
WHEN FINGAL dwelt in windy halls,As mournful OSSIAN tells,Midst lofty Selma's shaded wallsHe spread the feast of shells.Each tuneful bard ...
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task,Her ...
Tell me if you can, the rule by which a man Selects his worse or better half. Truly it would ...
Oh, I've ridden 'em rough an' I've ridden 'em kind, Brumbies and prads well-bred.Of every colour and every kind - ...
A country lass with rosy cheeks, A healthy maid with merry ways;Labor 'mid loveliness she seeks, And strives to crowd ...
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task, ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
WHILE Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings; While quacks of ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
Twelve snails went walking after night. They'd creep an inch or so, Then stop and bug their eyes And blow. ...
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