Poem Of Poverty (Millosh Gjergj Nikolla Poems)
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 ...
Poverty, brothers, is a mouthful that's hard to swallow,A bite that sticks in your throat and leaves you in sorrow,When ...
I. Cecilia, whose exalted hymns With joy and wonder fill the blest, In choirs of warbling seraphims Known and distinguish'd fom the rest; Attend, harmonious ...
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trustIn princes, nor in any child of manSet over you in lordship, ...
Apollo.Abate, fair fugitive, abate thy speed,Dismiss thy fears, and turn thy beauteous head;With kind regard a panting lover view;Less swiftly ...
MELIBOEUS, TITYRUSMeliboeus.You, Tityrus, 'neath a broad beech-canopyReclining, on the slender oat rehearseYour silvan ditties: I from my sweet fields,And home's ...
Who painted thy wings for a vision, a pageant of summer,Butterfly gay?Who made thee, thou hovering silence for ever at ...
Let music vast, triumphal, fill the world's great nave,Voicing the peerless theme of noble youthWho rose to Life's sublimest greatness ...
FIRST CHORUS. Ere the birth of Death and of Time, Ere the birth of Hell and its torments, Ere the orbs of ...
There is no cord, however strong, That time will not its fibers rend,Nor weary road, however long, But constant march will find ...
1640-1890.O river winding to the sea!We call the old time back to thee;From forest paths and water-waysThe century-woven veil we ...
A mellower light doth Sol afford,His meridian glare has pass'dAnd the trees on the broad and sloping swardTheir length'ning shadows ...
Be thy demeanour of the Christian sort,Be it obliging, affable, and right,In ev'ry place to which thou may'st resort,As is ...
...Thy Sabbaths I profanely spentIn riot and vain merriment,Or, which is worse, in drunkenness,And ev'ry blameable excess.When other folks, of ...
An Ode for MusicWhen Music, heavenly maid, was young,While yet in early Greece she sung,The Passions oft, to hear her ...
"Break, my heart, and ease this pain-- Cease to throb, thou tortured brain; Let me die,--since he is slain, --Slain in battle! Blessed brow, ...
Now Jove's Command fulfill'd, the Son of MayQuits the black Shades and slowly mounts to Day.For lazy Clouds in gloomy ...
"Forward, comrades, ever forward"!Shout the leaders in the fight;"Scale the ramparts! Plant the standardOn the citadel of light!"Break the chains ...
The Leaders of millions, the lords of the lands, Who sway the wide world with their willAnd shake the great globe ...
I.TEAR down the crape from the column! Let the shaft stand white and fair!Be silent the wailing music-there is no ...
In the real dark night of the soul it is always threeo'clock in the morning. F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIALL day, knowing ...
Old Chaucer, like the morning star,To us discovers day from far;His light those mists and clouds dissolved,Which our dark nation ...
NIGHT on the city of the Moor!On mosque and tomb, and white-walled shore,On sea-waves, to whose ceaseless knockThe narrow harbor ...
It was not when the sun through the glittering sky,In summer's joyful majesty,Looked from his cloudless height;-It was not when ...
The presbytery has gone to pot since this house-keeper came;She's up-to-date and stylish; but the place is not the sameSince ...
Where tender love mens hearts did move unto a sympathy,And bearing part of others smart in their anxiety;Now such compassion ...
To you, creation'smighty principle,matter and spiritreason and senseWhilst the winesparkles in cupslike the soulin the eyeWhilst earth andsun exchangetheir smiles ...
The carrier is a poor old man-See his gray locks, his wrinkles scan,Look at him and admire!His coat is thin, ...
STRATFORD-ON-AVON. I. I feel the precious balm of Nature's joy! I rest as in a dream of quiet bliss! Time's scroll unfolded lies: again ...
When the stars from the skies have fallen And the smoke of the world's cleared away;When Saint Peter marks "30" in ...
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