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'The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 12
© Publius Vergilius Maro
WHEN Turnus saw the Latins leave the field,
Their armies broken, and their courage quelld,
The Pink
© Henry King
Fair one, you did on me bestow
Comparisons too sweet to ow;
And but I found them sent from you
I durst not think they could be true.
My thankfull heart with glorying Tongue
© Anne Bradstreet
My thankfull heart with glorying Tongue
Shall celebrate thy Name,
Either She Was A Fool
© Ovid
EITHER she was fool, or her attire was bad,
Or she was not the wench I wished to have had.
The Example of Vertu : Cantos VIII.-XIV.
© Stephen Hawes
Capitalum VIII.
Dame Sapyence taryed a lytell whyle
Behynd the other saynge to Dyscrecyon
And began on her to laugh and smyle
A Hymn
© Helen Maria Williams
While thee I seek, protecting Power!
Be my vain wishes still'd;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be fill'd.
Archduchess Anne
© George Meredith
In middle age an evil thing
Befell Archduchess Anne:
She looked outside her wedding-ring
Upon a princely man.
Sonnet 107: Stella, Since Thou So Right
© Sir Philip Sidney
Stella, since thou so right a princess art
Of all the powers which life bestows on me,
That ere by them aught undertaken be
They first resort unto that sovereign part;
The Charge Of The Mule Brigade
© Anonymous
When can their glory fade?
Oh, what a wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made!
Honor the Mule Brigade,
Long-eared two hundred!
The Return Of The Goddess
© James Bayard Taylor
Not as in youth, with steps outspeeding morn,
And cheeks all bright from rapture of the way,
But in strange mood, half cheerful, half forlorn,
She comes to me to-day.
Eclogue 9: Lycidas Moeris
© Publius Vergilius Maro
LYCIDAS
Say whither, Moeris?- Make you for the town,
Or on what errand bent?
Arab Songs
© Padraic Colum
Men come to me : one says
'We have given your verses praise,
And we will keep your name abreast of the newer names;
But you must make what accords
With poems that are household words
Your own: write familiar things; to your hundred add a score.'
The Vision Of Sir Launfal
© James Russell Lowell
Sir Launfal awoke, as from a swound:-
"The Grail in my castle here is found!
Hang my idle armor up on the wall,
Let it be the spider's banquet-hall;
He must be fenced with stronger mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail."
Chorus of the Dead
© Giacomo Leopardi
And all returns to Thee, alone eternal,
And all Thee returning.
Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book VI - Go-Harana - (Cattle-Lifting)
© Romesh Chunder Dutt
The conditions of the banishment of the sons of Pandu were hard. They
must pass twelve years in exile, and then they must remain a year in
concealment. If they were discovered within this last year, they must
go into exile for another twelve years.
My Ladys Lamantation And Complaint Against The Dean
© Jonathan Swift
Sure never did man see
A wretch like poor Nancy,
So teazed day and night
By a Dean and a Knight.
Poetry: A Metrical Essay, Read Before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, Harvard
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Scenes of my youth! awake its slumbering fire!
Ye winds of Memory, sweep the silent lyre!
Ray of the past, if yet thou canst appear,
Break through the clouds of Fancyâs waning year;
Chase from her breast the thin autumnal snow,
If leaf or blossom still is fresh below!
An Ode In Blessed Memory Of Her Majesty The Empress Anna Ivanovna On The Victory Over The Turks And
© Mikhail Vasilyevich Lomonosov
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A sudden bliss has seized my mind,
Ode to Memory
© William Shenstone
O Memory! Celestial maid!
Who glean'st the flowerets cropt by time;
And, suffering not a leaf to fade,
Preserv'st the blossoms of our prime;
Bring, bring those moments to my mind
When life was new and Lesbia kind.
