Verses On Rome (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
O Rome, tremendous! who, beholding thee, Shall not forget the bitterest private grief That e'er made havoc of ...
O Rome, tremendous! who, beholding thee, Shall not forget the bitterest private grief That e'er made havoc of ...
Death and I, On a hill so high, Stood side by side: And we saw below, ...
Are they indeed the bitterest tears we shed Those we let fall over the silent dead? Can our ...
Round thy steep castle walls, Who seeks thy love must ride, Who from their dizzy summit falls, ...
In the great palace halls, where dwell the gods, I heard a voice filling the vaulted roof; The ...
ON READING WITH DIFFICULTY SOME OF SCHILLER'S EARLY LOVE POEMS. When of thy loves, and happy heavenly dreams ...
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