Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The next whose fortune 'twas a tale to tellWas one whom men, before they thought, loved well,And after thinking wondered ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
A certain King whose power is great,For his own glory did createA spacious globe, and it did placeIn what is ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina's ...
Scene I.Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned ...
There are who give themselves to work for men,—To raise the lost, to gather orphaned babesAnd teach them, pitying of ...
Now the other princes of the Achaeans slept soundly the wholenight through, but Agamemnon son of Atreus was troubled, so ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
But what in either sex, beyondAll parts, our glory crowns?'In ruffling seasons to be calm,And smile, when fortune frowns.'Heaven's choice ...
Sacred to the memory of the immortal Captain John Brown, the hero, saint and martyr of Harper's Ferry. The following ...
Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweatfrom off them and drank to quench their thirst, ...
Nestor was sitting over his wine, but the cry of battle did notescape him, and he said to the son ...
It was Goldilocks woke up in the mornAt the first of the shearing of the corn.There stood his mother on ...
The Argument.A messinger vnto the King doth schoSad news that doth incense his wrathfull IreFrom Roxbrughs tours braue Douglas beats ...
ARGUMENTZerbino for Gabrina, who a heartOf asp appears to bear, contends. O'erthrown,The Fleming falls upon the other part,Through cause of ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
A TRAGEDYIN FIVE ACTSDRAMATIS PERSONSOTHO THE GREAT, Emperor of Germany.LUDOLPH, his Son.CONRAD, Duke of Franconia.ALBERT, a Knight, favoured by Otho.SIGIFRED, ...
TANSILLO, CICADA.TANS. The enthusiasms most suitable to be first brought forward andconsidered are those that I now place before you ...
I saw in a vision once, our mother-sphere The world, her fixed foredooméd oval tracing,Rolling and rolling on and resting never, While ...
Version IIHe did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his handsWhen ...
The eve now came; and shadows cowled the way Like somber palmers, who have kneeled to pray Beside a wayside shrine, and ...
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
I don't much s'pose, hows'ever I should plen it,I could git boosted into th' House or Sennit,--Nut while the twolegged ...
1876Sunning ourselves in October on a dayBalmy as spring, though the year was in decay,I lading my pipe, she stirring ...
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