The Little Girl and her Doll (Adelbert Von Chamisso Poems)
All you do for your children,For my Doll I do instead,And in her little cradleShe lies beside my bed.When she ...
All you do for your children,For my Doll I do instead,And in her little cradleShe lies beside my bed.When she ...
The shad-bush, sweetheart, is in flower,And tells her secret hour by hour.A silent secret she imparts,The fragrance of her heart ...
I SEND thee here no valentine,I only dash thee off a line.In trembling haste I send it, -Give earnest heed ...
See, see, mine own sweet jewel,See what I have here for my darling:A robin-redbreast and a starling.These I give both, ...
Sighed a poet when his fameAfter fifty winters cameAnd the Editors were asking for his rhyme:Alas, I've lost my chanceAs ...
As in a clear glassI want to see her, I feel;I would meet my darling;As a belt of jewels,My enduring ...
Jewelled robesRustling deep within,And in the house, my darling:Without a word, I come to herUnable to bear this longing. (Kakinomoto ...
The leaves of bamboo grassAll o'er the mount with silkenRustles sound, yetI dream of my darling,For I am parted from ...
EVEN this heavenly pair were unequally match'd when united:Psyche grew older and wise, Amor remain'd still a child, (Johann Wolfgang ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
Till all sweet gums and juices flow, Till the blossom of blossoms blow, The long hours go and come and ...
I.Mastro Spaghi era il boia--della citta' d'Urbino.Contava cinquant'anni;--era smilzo e piccino;Era calvo; il suo cranio,--da lontano, parevaUna palla di vetro.--Sul ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
LEMMINKAINEN'S RESTORATION.Lemminkainen's aged motherAnxious roams about the islands,Anxious wonders in her chambers,What the fate of Lemminkainen,Why her son so long ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
SECTS in Religion?--Yes of every raceWe nurse some portion in our favour'd place;Not one warm preacher of one growing sectCan ...
Again th' Almighty mounts his lofty Throne, And on his Right Hand sate th' Eternal Son. The Royal Writs were ...
THE RIVAL SUITORSWainamoinen, old and truthful,Long considered, long debated,How to woo and win the daughterOf the hostess of Pohyola,How to ...
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls,Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er;And with the murmur of thy ...
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
A TALE OF THE TAURIDE.Mute sat Giray, with downcast eye, As though some spell in sorrow bound him,His slavish courtiers ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Passed his years in full contentment,On the meadows of Wainola,On the plains of Kalevala,Singing ever wondrous ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
O fils du Mincius, je te salue, ? toi Par qui le dieu des arts fut roi du peuple-roi! Et ...
Grace said in form, which sceptics must agree,When they are told that grace was said by me;The servants gone to ...
THE FRANK COURTSHIP.Grave Jonas Kindred, Sybil Kindred's sire,Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher;Erect, morose, determined, solemn, slow,Who ...
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