Of The Nature Of Things: Book I – Part 02 – Substance Is Eternal (Lucretius Poems)
This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,Nor glittering arrows of morning can ...
This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,Nor glittering arrows of morning can ...
18th March celebrates the birth of a fine poet and soldier Wilfred OwenMarch 18th celebrates the birthday of a man. ...
Bodies, again,Are partly primal germs of things, and partlyUnions deriving from the primal germs.And those which are the primal germs ...
Bodies, again,Are partly primal germs of things, and partlyUnions deriving from the primal germs.And those which are the primal germs ...
BLOW, LONG TRADE WINDS of American speech,Over this land where we can rise, unfurlOur new and untried sails, and drive ...
I.A NATION'S greatness lies in men, not acres;One master-mind is worth a million hands.No royal robes have marked the planet-shakers,But ...
In those days said Hiawatha,"Lo! how all things fade and perish!From the memory of the old menPass away the great ...
IN the far time of Earth's sweet maiden beauty,When Morning hung with rapture on her breast;When every sentient life paid ...
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold unionShown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd;any a name ...
THE gentle spirit of the twilight nowHas shut his rosy wings, and I have comeOut in the sad, sweet starlight, ...
Poverty, brothers, is a mouthful that's hard to swallow,A bite that sticks in your throat and leaves you in sorrow,When ...
Poverty, brothers, is a mouthful that's hard to swallow,A bite that sticks in your throat and leaves you in sorrow,When ...
Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens,With a tennis ground and terrace, and a flagstaff in ...
1We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.Who in May admire trees floweringAre better than those who perished.We, who ...
The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed, Rich, yet sad with aching wants, Crowded, ...
1FriendsThe old word is dead.The old books are dead.Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.Dead is the mind ...
'Whether, as the intensity of seeing increases, one's distance from Them, the people, does not also increase'I know, of course ...
DAZZLED by sun and drugged by space they wait,These homeless peoples, at our prairie gate;Dumb with the awe of those ...
(Oh Lord) how can I observe thy commands, Since I have neither heart, nor hands, I want both eares, and eyes: The facultyes, Of ...
O the sacred generations That have lived, and failed, and died!And for our sakesoursthe freed ones, Found their liberties denied!Oh, the helpless ...
LINES._Written for a Young Gentleman to speak at the Audit at St. Saviour'sSchool, Southwark, after the Battle of Trafalgar_. --------While others, ...
St. Patrick's DayI.WHAT a onion of hearts is the love of a motherWhen races of men in her name unite!For ...
WELCOME home again, brave seaman! with thy thoughtful brow and gray,And the old heroic spirit of our earlier, better day;With ...
In the very beginnings of science, the parsons, who managed things then,Being handy with hammer and chisel, made gods in ...
For my people everywhere singing their slave songsrepeatedly: their dirges and their ditties and their bluesand jubilees, praying their prayers ...
Dear Sir, methinks I see you smile,To find the muse does you beguile.Stealing upon you by a wile,And in a ...
Your landscape sickens with a dry diseaseEven in May, Virginia, and your sweet pinesLike Frenchmen runted in a hundred warsAre ...
Cities and men, and nations, have passed by,Like leaves upon an autumn's dreary sky;Like chaff upon the ocean billow proud,Like ...
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