Ionian (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
Just because we've torn their statues down, and cast them from their temples, doesn't for a moment mean the gods ...
Just because we've torn their statues down, and cast them from their temples, doesn't for a moment mean the gods ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
"Me too, perchance, in future days, The sculptured stone shall show, With Paphian myrtle or with bays Parnassian on my ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
In a wilderness, in some orchestral swing through trees, with a wind playing all the high notes, and the prospect ...
Ellen, you were thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire, Careless of form and face; ...
Though bleak these woods, and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strown, And cold the wind that wanders ...
Though bleak these woods and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strewn, And cold the wind that wanders ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
'Maiden, thou wert thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire Careless of form and face. ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
"O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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 ...
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh, Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky; Where now alone ...
WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
NO song nor dance I bring from yon great city, That queens it o'er our taste-the more's the pity: Tho' ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
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