A Dispute With Death (Guido Cavalcanti Poems)
0 SLUGGISH, hard, ingrate, what doest thou?Poor sinner, folded round with heavy sin,Whose life to find out joy alone is ...
0 SLUGGISH, hard, ingrate, what doest thou?Poor sinner, folded round with heavy sin,Whose life to find out joy alone is ...
So, this is all, - the utmost reachOf priestly power the mind to fetter!When laymen think, when women preach,A war ...
But oh, I suppose she was ugly; she wasn't elegant;I hadn't yearned for her often in my prayers.Yet holding her ...
IN THE EXHIBITION OP THE ROYALACADEMYWhat are you, Lady ? - nought is hereTo tell us of your name or ...
Here may the band, that now in triumph shines,And that (before they were invested thus)In earthly bodies carried heavenly minds,Pitched ...
MY cousin, I have never seen thee--yetFrom childhood's early years my dearest thoughtsHave been so full of thee, I almost ...
I can't stop crying.My eyes are like peddler women.What they buy is: you are gone.What they sell is: tears,And business ...
1 How doth the city sit solitary,that was full of people!How is she become as a widow!She that was great ...
Recitative.Mourn, mourn, ye muses in the doleful'st strains,And with your tears spoil all the roads - and soak the neighb'ring ...
WILDLY round our woodland quartersSad-voiced Autumn grieves;Thickly down these swelling watersFloat his fallen leaves.Through the tall and naked timber,Column-like and ...
We were eight fishers of the western sea,Who sailed our craft beside a barren land,Where harsh with pines the herdless ...
Pallas, observing Stella's witWas more than for her sex was fit,And that her beauty, soon or late,Might breed confusion in ...
Late in March, when the days are growing longer And sight of early green Tells of the coming spring and suns grow ...
As my mind in fancy wanders,While we figure on Life's stage,While in queries deep we ponder,O'er the past years ripe ...
BEFORE him rolls the dark, relentless ocean;Behind him stretch the cold and barren sands;Wrapt in the mantle of his deep ...
OLD HAM FRESH DREST , &c. BOOTED and spurr'd,our gallant wightReturning late one winter's nightFrom toil, hard ware and duty,Took ...
A WHITE Dove out of glory flew, White as the whitest shape of Grace That nestles in the soft embraceOf heaven when ...
THE theme my verse unfolds, ye Bridgetown Fair,Is one which late has claimed your constant care,Tis one so dear to ...
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
High on a rocky cliff did once a gray old castle stand,From whence rough-bearded chieftains led their vassals--ruled the land.For centuries ...
A butterfly was grieved one dayBecause he could do nought but play;He envied bees and birds and ants,And senseless stones ...
O Land of Promise! from what Pisgah's height Can I behold thy stretch of peaceful bowers,Thy golden harvests flowing out of ...
IThe glittering leaves of the rhododendronsBalance and vibrate in the cool air;While in the sky above themWhite clouds chase each ...
Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! From gloom and sorrow thou hast come forth,Thou who wast foolish, and sought ...
Alice was walking beside the White Knight in Looking Glass Land."You are sad." the Knight said in an anxious tone: ...
I. Wafted o'er purple seas, From gold Hesperides, Mixed with the southern breeze, Hail to us spirits! Dripping with fragrant rains, Fire of our ardent veins, Life ...
On beautiful Ohio when you sail,And view its banks, forever green and fair,And feel the falling sunlight, and the galeThat ...
SINGER of songs of the hills- Dreamer, by waters unstirred,Back in a valley of rills, Home of the leaf and the bird!-Read ...
1868Don't cry, mother, don't grievethat I grew up as an outlaw,an outlaw, mother, a rebel,and abandoned you to your sorrow,mourning ...
I. NOON.White clouds, whose shadows haunt the deep,Light mists, whose soft embraces keepThe sunshine on the hills asleep!O isles of ...
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