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Aurora Leigh: Book Fifth

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning

"A flower, a flower," exclaimed
My German student,-his own eyes full-blown
Bent on her. He was twenty, certainly.

The Pastime of Pleasure: Of dysposycyon the II. parte of rethoryke - (til line 3950)

© Stephen Hawes

Of the merualyos argument bytwene Mars and fortune. Ca. xxvij.
3018 Besyde this toure of olde foundacyon
3019 There was a temple strongly edefyed
3020 To the hygh honoure and reputacyon

O then, by the artless tears that rise
Neath the downcast lids of her gleaming eyes
By the truthfully tender and touching grace
That boding passion then lends to her face
I swear, in the very wild spirit of love,
Never to leave her, my Indian dove!

Pompeii

© Thomas Babbington Macaulay

A Poem Which Obtained the Chancellor's Medal at the Cambridge Commencement, July 1819.

Oh! land to Memory and to Freedom dear,

To Giovanni Battista Manso, Marquis of Villa. (Translated From Milton)

© William Cowper

These verses also to thy praise the Nine

Oh Manso! happy in that theme design,

Evening

© Annie McCarer Darlington

'Tis Evening! soul enchanting hour,
And queenly silence reigns supreme;
A shade is cast o'er lake and bower,
All nature sinks beneath the power
Of sweet oblivion's dream.

Youth

© Arthur Rimbaud

I.
_Sunday_
Problems put by, the inevitable descent of heaven
and the visit of memories and the assembly
of rhythms occupy the house,
the head and the world of the spirit. --

By The Seaside : The Building Of The Ship

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

On the deck another bride
Is standing by her lover's side.
Shadows from the flags and shrouds,
Like the shadows cast by clouds,
Broken by many a sunny fleck,
Fall around them on the deck.

Italy : 51. Marco Griffoni

© Samuel Rogers

War is a game at which all are sure to lose, sooner or
later, play they how they will; yet every nation has
delighted in war, and none more in their day than the
little republic of Genoa, whose galleys, while she had

Homer's Battle Of The Frogs And Mice. Book III

© Thomas Parnell

But down Olympus to the Western Seas,
Far-shooting Phbus drove with fainter Rays,
And a whole War (so Jove ordain'd) begun,
Was fought, and ceas'd, in one revolving Sun.

Marmion: Canto III. - The Inn

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

The livelong day Lord Marmion rode:

The nameof itis

© Emily Dickinson

The nameof itis "Autumn"
The hueof itis Blood
An Arteryupon the Hill
A Veinalong the Road

Souffre Un Moment Encor

© André Marie de Chénier

Souffre un moment encor; tout n'est que changement;

L'axe tourne, mon coeur; souffre encore un moment.

Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter II

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

'Twas thus she comforted her soul. And then,
She had found a friend, a phoenix among men,
Which made it easier to compound with life,
Easier to be a woman and a wife.

Pharsalia - Book IX: Cato

Such were the words he spake; and soon the fleet
Had dared the angry deep: but Cato's voice
While praising, calmed the youthful chieftain's rage.

The Pastime of Pleasure: Of dysposycyon the II. parte of rethoryke - (til line 2240)

Amoure.
2136 Alas madame / now the bryght lodes sterre
2137 Of my true herte / where euer I go or ryde
2138 Thoughe that my body / be frome you aferr
2139 Yet my herte onely / shall with you abyde
2140 Whan than you lyste / ye maye for me prouyde

Expostulation

Why weeps the muse for England? What appears

In England's case to move the muse to tears?

Tired

No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go;
I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come;
you do not need me there. Dear, be content,
and take your pleasure; you shall tell me of it.
There, go to don your miracles of gauze,
and come and show yourself a great pink cloud.