Of The Nature Of Things: Book V – Part 07 – Beginnings Of Civilization (Lucretius Poems)
Afterwards,When huts they had procured and pelts and fire,And when the woman, joined unto the man,Withdrew with him into one ...
Afterwards,When huts they had procured and pelts and fire,And when the woman, joined unto the man,Withdrew with him into one ...
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
While thus a mind humane, and wise, he shows,All-eloquent of truth his language flows.Youth, tho' depress'd, thro' all his form ...
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Dedicated to the Memory of the Late Countess of Abingdon.As when some great and gracious monarch dies,Soft whispers first and ...
As one who, journeying, checks the rein in haste Because a chasm doth yawn across his wayToo wide for leaping, and ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
The long-piled mountain-snows at last dissolve,Bursting the roaring river's brittle bonds.Ponderous the fragments down the cataract shoot,And, buried in the ...
Wha was ance like Willie Gairlace, Wha in neeboring town or farm?Beauty's bloom shone in his fair face, Deadly strength was in ...
Out of the melancholy that is madeOf ebbing sorrow that too slowly ebbs,Comes back a sighing whisper of the reed,A ...
Respectfully dedicated to BISHOP BENJAMIN W. ARNETT, A life-long and devoted friend and a noble and loyal citizen whose work ...
Should poverty, modest and clean, E'er please, when presented to view, Should cabin on brown heath, or green, Disclose aught engaging to you, Should ...
Raised by the coming plough, the merry larkUpsprings, and, soaring, joins the high-poised choirsThat carol far and near, in spiral ...
INTRODUCTION.If ye will walk amid the ancient wood,Ye will perceive the lordly oak o'erspreadThe slender shrubs, and shield them from ...
MAY 30, 1878,Dying for victory, cheer on cheerThundered on his eager ear. --CHARLES L. HOLSTEIN.IDeep, tender, firm and true, the Nation's ...
Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hatePerfectly all this towne, yet there's one stateIn all ill things ...
Yes, I remember, 'Twas in February,The sun for months had drunk and drunk from earthIt's hidden moisture, till 'Twas cracked ...
This motley piece to you I send,Who always were a faithful friend;Who, if disputes should happen hence,Can best explain the ...
Though some good folks may take it ill,As trifling with parsonic frill,Thus saith the Lord to Jim and Bill,In admonition ...
Ae day short syne, whan gaun afiel,A douce aul' farrant eldrin chielCam' yont the burn tae hae a crack,For John ...
BEFORE him rolls the dark, relentless ocean;Behind him stretch the cold and barren sands;Wrapt in the mantle of his deep ...
I have known honey from the Syrian hillsStored in cool jars; the wild acacia thereOn the rough terrace where the ...
Why idly, shepherd, through the live-long day,In thriftless song thy youthful leisure waste?The busy world now beckons thee away;Oh! quit ...
Hear you r o music in the creaks Made by the sallow grasshopper, Who in the hot weeds sharply breaks The mellow dryness ...
Unseal the city fountains, And let the waters flowIn coolness from the mountains Unto the plains below.My brain is parched and erring, The ...
August is hot from the touch of an ardent sun,Lolling and still in fields and windless places;Idle all day like ...
To Amsterdam and its Commodore,I over his pipe and his eau-de-vie,A flibote skimming the Texel shoreBrought serious news for the ...
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