Mazelli – Canto I (George W Sands Poems)
I."Stay, traveller, stay thy weary steed,The sultry hour of noon is near,Of rest thy way-worn limbs have need,Stay, then, and, ...
I."Stay, traveller, stay thy weary steed,The sultry hour of noon is near,Of rest thy way-worn limbs have need,Stay, then, and, ...
I.With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,Wide waves the morn her golden wing;With countless variegated beamsThe empurpled orient glows and ...
Fair as some sea-child, in her coral bower,Decked with the rare, rich treasures of the deep;Mild as the spirit of ...
"Whenever, amid bow'rs of myrtle,Love, summer-tressed and vernal-eyed,At morn or eve is seen to wander,A dark-haired girl is at his ...
It is a circumstance connected with the history of Nero, thatevery spring and summer, for many years after his death, ...
Press close your lips,And bow your heads to earth, for Death is here!Mark ye not how across that eye so ...
When the leaf is on the tree,And the bird is in the bower,And the butterfly and bee,Bear its treasures from ...
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