Elegy V (Ovid Poems)
In summer's heat and mid-time of the dayTo rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,One window shut, the other ...
In summer's heat and mid-time of the dayTo rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,One window shut, the other ...
He doan care how po' I am,Or dat folks calls me "Luckless Sam,"Or dat Ise black, 'sted white or red,Ez ...
He's struttin' sho ernuff,Wearin' a lady's muffEn' ways erpon his head,Red coat ob reddest red,Purtty white satin ves',Gole braid ercross ...
Lucy done gone back on me, Dat's de way wif life. Evaht'ing was movin' free, T'ought I had my wife. Den some dahky comes ...
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane, Treat me nice. Dough my love has tu'ned my brain, Treat me nice. I ain't done a t'ing ...
Mah ruddah's brokin, an' mah sailWen' ovah bode, in las' night's gale;Mah bunkah's empty, steam am low,Ise driftin' wid de ...
Die Ehre hat mich nie gesucht;Sie haette mich auch nie gefunden.Waehlt man, in zugezaehlten Stunden,Ein praechtig Feierkleid zur Flucht?Auch Schaetze ...
A blight, a gloom, I know not what, has crept upon my gladness--Some vague, remote ancestral touch of sorrow, or ...
Last Wen'sday, when Jupiter rose to survey The annual return and procession of May, Concluding, the lady with Venus and ...
THE MIND IS AN ANCIENT AND FAMOUS CAPITAL The mind is a city like London, Smoky and populous: it is ...
BENEATH a Tree's green leafy shade, In Life's profusion, freshly spread, On herbage rich, and blossoms fair, Fraught with the ...
X'kien li laqqgħana f'din id-dar hekk ħiemdaInti forsi ma tafx, għasfur lelluxi;U anqa taf il-għaliex, meta jien noħroġGħax-xogħ'l fil-għodu, il-bieb ...
Llio eurwallt lliw arian, llewychu mae fal lluwch m?n. Mae ar ei phen, seren serch, ...
Once upon a time there were three little foxesWho didn't wear stockings, and they didn't wear sockses,But they all had ...
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
'Tis evening; the black snail has got on his track, And gone to its nest is the wren, And the ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
He's yonder, on the terrace of the Cafe de la Paix, The little wizened Spanish man, I see him every ...
You ask how I spend my time-- I nestle against a treetrunk and listen to autumn winds in the pines ...
With the ladies' permission, most humbly I'd mention How much we're obliged by all their attention; We sink with the ...
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