The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
_Interlocutors_:LIBERIO. LAODONIO.LIB. Reclining in the shade of a cypress-tree, the enthusiast findinghis mind free from other thoughts, it happened that ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
HOW wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue; The other, rosy as ...
Listen, Beloved, the Casurinas quiver, Each tassel prays the wind to set it free,Hark to the frantic sobbing of the river, Wild ...
Six among the courtiers favour'dFly before the Caesar's fury,Who would as a god be worshipp'd,Though in truth no god appearing,For ...
The Battle of Vimy Ridge 9th to 14th April 1917.Please enjoy a small Tribute to the Valiant soldiers of Canada's ...
Into the port where Liberty stands Inviting the nations to woo her, Malefactors swarm from foreign lands, Whose tenets would surely undo her. Criminals, ...
The secrets of the mind convene splendidly,Though the mind is meek.To be aware inwardlyof brain and beautyIs dark too recognizable.Thought ...
Baazi-cha-aie-Atfal Hai Dunia, Mere AageHota Hai Shaboroze Tamasha Mere AageIk Khel Hai Aurang-e-suleman, Mere NazdeekIk Baat Hai Ajaaz-a-Maseehah, Mere AageJuz ...
As it has for so longcome wind and all weatherthe house glimmers amongthe mists of a littleriver that splinters, itseems, ...
Ocean, if you were to give, a measure, a ferment, a fruitof your gifts and destructions, into my hand,I would ...
Hang up the harp! I hear them say,Nor sing again an Afric lay.The time has passed; we would forget--And sadly ...
River, ripples, and waves, these three,When emerging, arise from the ocean itself.When disappearing, they disappear into the ocean itself.Habitual thinking, ...
The fading whistles outline our broken cityAgainst the dead chart and distant zodiac,Against the decaying roads, empty and perilous,That join ...
Our identity is veiled for those who cannot see - the truth behind the legends. They have lost the vital ...
I. UNDER THE TREES.There had been phantoms, pale-remembered shapesOf this and this occasion, sisterlyIn their resemblances, each effigyCrowned with the ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Dull, yellow, heavy, lustreless-- With less of radiance than the burnished tress, Crumpled on Beauty's forehead: cloddish, cold, ...
MISTER EDITOR: I'm craving of your space a slice, or shaving - (And it's very precious space, I've always found) ...
I The eyes, that, having seen the saintly light Blossom white-petalled out of a white sea In a miraculous rose ...
In the soul is born a feeling,Or a sentiment, called love,Which is nursed, caressed and cherishedWith care, tender, from Above.By ...
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikayChhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikayPrem bhatee ka madhva pilaikayMatvali kar ...
" Dear Madam, you have seen this play; I never saw it till today. You know the details of the ...
Where shall this self at last find happiness? O Soul, only in nothingness. Does not the Earth suffice to its ...
822This Consciousness that is awareOf Neighbors and the SunWill be the one aware of DeathAnd that itself aloneIs traversing the ...
835Nature and God-I neither knewYet Both so well knew meThey startled, like ExecutorsOf My identity.Yet Neither told-that I could learn-My ...
Side by side, their faces blurred, The earl and countess lie in stone, Their proper habits vaguely shown As jointed ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
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