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An Ode To A Lady. She Refusing To Continue A Dispute With Me, And Leaving Me In The Argument

© Matthew Prior

Spare, generous victor, spare the slave,
Who did unequal war pursue;
That more than triumph he might have,
In being overcome by you.

The Monitions of the Unseen

© Jean Ingelow

Now, in an ancient town, that had sunk low,-
Trade having drifted from it, while there stayed
Too many, that it erst had fed, behind,-
There walked a curate once, at early day.

Memories

© John Greenleaf Whittier

A beautiful and happy girl,

With step as light as summer air,

Lucretius

© Alfred Tennyson

Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found
Her master cold; for when the morning flush
Of passion and the first embrace had died
Between them, tho' he loved her none the less,

Studies By The Sea

© Charlotte Turner Smith

AH ! wherefore do the incurious say,

That this stupendous ocean wide,

The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =Fifth Dialogue.=

© Giordano Bruno

CIC. Now show me how I may be able for myself to consider the conditions
of these enthusiasts, through that which appears in the order of the
warfare here described.

To ----

© Alexander Smith

THE BROKEN moon lay in the autumn sky,

And I lay at thy feet;

To a Mountain

© Henry Kendall

To thee, O father of the stately peaks,

Above me in the loftier light - to thee,

The Buried Flower

© William Edmondstoune Aytoun

In the silence of my chamber,
When the night is still and deep,
And the drowsy heave of ocean
Mutters in its charmed sleep,

Peace

© Eleanor Agnes Lee

Suddenly bells and flags!
Suddenly - door to door -
Tidings! Can we believe,
We, who were used to war?

This is not easy to understand
For you that come from a distant land
Where all thecolours are low in pitch -
Deep purples, emeralds deep and rich,
Where autumn's flaming and summer's green -
Here is a beauty you have not seen.

The Dark Garden

When your head leans back slowly, and gazing eyes
Muse earnest upon mine and starry swim
With depths unfathomed that still well and rise,
And the words fail, and sight with love grows dim,