Abt Volger (Robert Browning Poems)
(after he has been extemporizing upon the musical instrument of his invention)</i>Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I ...
(after he has been extemporizing upon the musical instrument of his invention)</i>Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I ...
O the old wall here! How I could passLife in a long midsummer day,My feet confined to a plot of ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I. Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
Verse-making was least of my virtues: I viewed with despair Wealth that never yet was but might be--all that verse-making ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
This is a spray the Bird clung to, Making it blossom with pleasure, Ere the high tree-top she sprung to, ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And ...
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