Bacchus and Ariadne (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
The moist and quiet morn was scarcely breaking.When Ariadne in her bower was waking;Her eyelids still were closing, and she ...
The moist and quiet morn was scarcely breaking.When Ariadne in her bower was waking;Her eyelids still were closing, and she ...
It is a lofty feeling, yet a kind,Thus to be topped with leaves; -- to have a senseOf honour-shaded thought,-- ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
Robin and his merry men : Lived just like the birds; They had almost as many tracks as thoughts, : ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Paupertas onus visa est grave. Cold blows the wind, and while the tear Bursts trembling from my swollen eyes, The ...
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking ...
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