The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
There were strange gatherings. A vote would come that would be no vote. There would come a rope. Yes. There ...
I am, outside. Incredible panic rules. People are blowing and beating each other without mercy. Drinks are boiling. Iced drinks ...
Acacia, burnt myrrh, velvet, pricky stings. â?"I'm not so young but not so very old, said screwed-up lovely 23. A ...
Welcome, grinned Henry, welcome, fifty-one! I never cared for fifty, when nothing got done. The hospitals were fun in certain ...
Oh days devoted to the useless burden of putting out of mind the biography of a minor poet of the ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
Verse-making was least of my virtues: I viewed with despair Wealth that never yet was but might be--all that verse-making ...
I. So, I shall see her in three days And just one night, but nights are short, Then two long ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Chorus.-Carle, an the King come, Carle, an the King come, Thou shalt dance and I will sing, Carle, an the ...
CURS'D be the man, the poorest wretch in life, The crouching vassal to a tyrant wife! Who has no will ...
Wasted, wasted minutes that couldn't be worse, minutes of a barbaric condescension. --Stare out the bathroom window at the fir-trees, ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
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