The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Since all, that beat about in Nature's range, Or veer or vanish ; why should'st thou remain The only constant ...
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
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