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The Open Fire

© Edgar Albert Guest

There in the flame of the open grate,

All that is good in the past I see:

Karma

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

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We cannot choose our sorrows. One there was

Moses

© Thomas Parnell

Ile sing to God, Ile Sing ye songs of praise
To God triumphant in his wondrous ways,
To God whose glorys in the Seas excell,
Where the proud horse & prouder rider fell.

To L.T. In Florence

© Thomas Bailey Aldrich

You by the Arno shape your marble dream,

Under the cypress and the olive trees,

A Description Of The Countreys Recreations

© Sir Henry Wotton

Quivering fears, Heart-tearing cares,

Anxious sighs, Untimely tears,

Oscar Of Alva: A Tale

© George Gordon Byron

How sweetly shines through azure skies,
The lamp of heaven on Lora's shore;
Where Alva's hoary turrets rise,
And hear the din of arms no more!

The youth, who long hath trod with trusting feet,
Starts from the flash which shows him life's deceit;
Then, with slow footstep, ponders, undeceived,
On all his heart, for many a year, believed;
But hence he eyes the world with sharpened view,
And learns, too soon, to separate false from true.

The Season

© Alfred Austin

So sings the river through the summer days,
And I, submissive, follow what I praise.
What if my boyish blood would rather stay
Where lawns invite, where bonnibels delay,
Though but a youth and not averse from these,
To conflict called, I abdicate my ease,

Book Of the Parsees - The Bequest Of The Ancient Persian Faith

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

BRETHREN, what bequest to you should come
From the lowly poor man, going home,
Whom ye younger ones with patience tended,
Whose last days ye honour'd and defended?

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

© Giordano Bruno

TANS. The enthusiasms most suitable to be first brought forward and
considered are those that I now place before you in the order that seems
to me most fitting.

The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 9

© Publius Vergilius Maro

WHILE these affairs in distant places passd,

The various Iris Juno sends with haste,

The Birth Of Flattery

© George Crabbe

Muse of my Spenser, who so well could sing

The passions all, their bearings and their ties;

The Siege Of Corinth

XXVII.
Still the old man stood erect,
And Alp's career a moment check'd.
"Yield thee, Minotti; quarter take,
For thine own, thy daughter's sake."

Paradise Lost : Book IX.

© John Milton

No more of talk where God or Angel guest

With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd,

As I Ebb'd With the Ocean of Life

© Walt Whitman

I perceive I have not really understood any thing, not a single
object, and that no man ever can,
Nature here in sight of the sea taking advantage of me to dart
upon me and sting me,
Because I have dared to open my mouth to sing at all.

No Better Land Than This

If I knew a better country in this glorious world today
Where a man's work hours are shorter and he's drawing bigger pay,
If the Briton or the Frenchman had an easier life than mine,
I'd pack my goods this minute and I'd sail across the brine.
But I notice when an alien wants a land of hope and cheer,
And a future for his children, he comes out and settles here.